Thursday, 5 April 2012

Barack Obama’s Straight Talk Espresso

Coffee’s an essence of night; stilled in
the darkness that brings it, this darkness-distillate
brings out the dark.  Some, afraid
of waking, or yearning for the comforts of sleep…
some choose to cover it, soften it, milk as
the quilting and sugar as the kiss.  Others
are afraid of the power of day; they weaken
morning’s night-purge, brewing for smell
and not for taste.  I think (and I think
I’m not alone in thinking this) that
that is the principal problem with contemporary
politics in America: euphemism’s brought
with it a taste like fear of the rotten truth.

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