The Journalist’s Lies

2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21
Fibs eat laxity with no laxatives on
35, 56, 91
Eyes turn away; what’s a little Fib growing?
We’ll find a way even when Truth’s gone.

After Trump

At Pompeii’s feet, sprawled is the victor,
Ironically repenting for his actions past.
And the people, confused and totally unsure
How to continue the game with the dice he cast