Enemy (For Coleton)

Waiting to pounce on innocence.

Masked in sinister anonymity.

No kin to Flora or Fauna.

More chaotic and confused than

twenty battalions of 

Keystone Cops. 

They've destroyed Discourse. 

Killed Due Process.

Who dreamed them up?

A trick of the light? 

The only thing

to call them is

Enemy.

 







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