our time is on the clock
room cast in dramatic shadow
like pieces of renaissance
oil and canvas
we wattled ideas from unread books;
through gluttonous rage—
we burned the dustjacket of history
and knowledge
to examine the brittle research
of the Orwellian dilettante
.
presupposed, of course, being
within Overton’s Window
and once necessary
impervious to fact.
a critique of modern political debate.
