THE REAL COUP D’ETAT

I missed the windows today.

The blinds are closed.

Caught inside myself.

Blinds drawn against the sight

of growing night

despite the dawn

of disclosed truths

in public hearings

which left me in tears.

The news is not new.

We all knew it 

if we had been watching

or listening

or caring.

Hiding in plain sight

is a criminal’s defense

to guilt

when repetition

gone unpunished

becomes mundane

or is so raw

that some pretend

the windows are not dirty,

not in need of washing clean.

Pretending night is all there is.

Pretending night is enough

to see by.

Who needs light?

Continuing in darkness

leaves us all blind.

Soon, there will be no need

to close the blinds.

We will all be left

in the dark.

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