All made up.
All made up and fixed up.
All the words that blow out of my mouth.
All bubbles, airborne and popping, leaving nothing.
No untruths, no fairy tales, no collaborative cock-up with Putin.
All filled up, popped up and emptied, I leave you with my nothingness.
An empty space – the nothingness of me exonerated.
Copyright owned by Jay Cool, March 2019
Written in response to Donald Trump’s claim that the Mueller report gives him ‘complete and total exoneration’.
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