Published on: 1/5/2016
And Simple Truth Miscall'd Simplicity

The simple truth is that there is no simple truth.
By fewer words a greater message is conveyed,
The best martini will contain the least vermouth,
And garlic's at the heart of every kosher dill.
Whole thoughts flow ever outward on a ripe cascade
Of fetid breath, and listeners should neither drown
In them nor drown them out with airs of lesser skill
But greater volume. Verity is like a song
Auditioned from an auction block: It all comes down
To how one feels about the singer, whether one
Can separate the beauty from the beast. It's wrong
To pick and choose, but, then again, it's right to be
Selective; wholesale prejudice is blind and un-
Productive, but discrimination is a virtue
Employed to sift illusion from reality.
The truth may bite, but it will almost never hurt you.