Start it now!
He is undone
In his argument
But too blind to see it.
He has lost touch with this reality
Even as he pounds away at others—
His affect screaming
That reality matters
And that if they know what’s good for them,
They had all better give heed to it.
And this moment is a tragedy
And a shame for him,
Whether he sees it or not.
And the stopwatch is ticking
As the Universe measures the span
From now until he yields himself
To the obvious.
