We live in a wired and weird world
where meanings of our words
are paper-thin tissue and torn
tarnished and worn by wear and War.
© M.L.Emmett
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POEMS FOR POODLES · Word magic by a working wordsmith
POEMS FOR POODLES 
Totally agree.
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Triumphant Trumpery shows the line between fact and fiction is being lost.
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That’s an accurate way of putting it.
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