A The scene is festive. Where the flames are fed
B Tainted choirs croon, “More and more is less.”
c Spuds fried in tallow — gag me with a spoon!
A The scene is festive where the flames are fed.
a In the eyes, it’s interesting: They’re dead.
b Festooned sockets orbed with emptiness.
A The scene is festive where the flames are. Fed
B Tainted choirs croon more. And more is less.

Never explain your doggerel. So here’s explaining: I want to dramatize anguish over corrupted discourse foisted upon the polity which programmatically asserts that facts are fake, truth is its opposite, bad is good, down is up, and hot is cold. It was convenient to turn the much-parroted Zen truism “Less is more” upside down to serve as a sacrificial cliché. The president absolutely <fill in blank>. What a stupid question! is the signature clarifying summation of the reality takedown’s mouthpiece.

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