You're concerned with all things
Small enough to escape the clutches
Of the intellect, the spirit, and
relevance.
I don't want to say that you're petty,
But your preoccupations
Are the world's procrastinations.
I guess nobody ever taught you
That all news is local news
That all politics is local politics,
That celebrity is its own punishment,
That a clean home marks the life
unlived.
You would remedy your lack of education
By enforcing it on everyone else.
Know that in saying this, I am sorry
for you,
Though sorrier for them.
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