A Thousand Telephones

No hope. Nobama. Obummer.
This circle is completed. Obummer ,sounding like Reagan, in 2012’s Memorial day gathering around empty boxes.
I guess there are no bad wars, only a few bad warriors; it was the citizens opposed to war, these are the shameful of those years. So says Obummer.
We have come full circle, when a liberal Republican (obummer) is called a socialist. He continued Bush’s solutions — he now repeals history, channeling Ronald Reagan.
I wonder, is he lying to us, or to himself? In after thought, I don’t think he is lying at all. He is just a fool.

There Are No Words

There are no words. We just make sounds at each other, among others, by ourselves. There are no words. We are in our corners we made. Each cornered, making sounds into the room. There are no words we make that will open the hand.
The open hand is feared, as it must slap. We open our hand, to cover our gasp; to hide our mouth loud, to reject a grasp. There are no words.