Eh…

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“I don’t know anything,”
“I don’t know anything,”
“I don’t know anything…”

The haunting voice summing up his day
When the entanglement converged
To suffocate independence to
A point where security clearances should be rechecked.

This business of who knows whom,
Who told who what,
What was the timeline of introductions, and
All that other mess that makes for consternation
Has got to go away.

“I don’t know anything,”
“I don’t know anything,”
“I don’t know anything…”

Concept maps can’t explain
Tarot cards fail to see,
Horoscopes only tickle the imagination,
While lives of deceit and wanton behavior
Go on with public secrets not kept so well.

Mad Season has ignorance in its proper place
For failure to know is the most blissful state.
To those with intimate details
Life can be too much and
More than a little surprising.

“I don’t know anything,”
“I don’t know anything,”
“I don’t know anything…”

 

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