Tonight's Poet Corner: Today's Top Stories
Today's Top Stories by Belinda Roddie I stopped reading the Sunday paper. Its headlines scream at me, black text shrieking for deliverance. It wants me to listen, but I'm inundated with information that's half false, half mad, full of ego trips. I'm losing my grip, and the fact checkers scratch their heads. They don't know what to do with a case like mine. All they can show me are the liars with their pants on fire, but they're sure as fuck not dancing on telephone wires. All I look at are the crosswords now, maybe the comics when I'm in a good mood. The colors they use on the characters are overly saturated, and I'm tempted to scribble on their faces. Give 'em a good ol' mustache and devil horns to boot, like my days in elementary school, when the books were bigger than my head, but my head was big enough to hold my dreams in. Now the threshold's shrunk a little, and there are bills to pay, and I can't sleep as well