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lubricated words,
“truth” those are called;
slip easily
into people’s minds…
little worms, wriggling their ways
to set up camp next to synapses,
lay eggs to multiply
admiration and awe,
and make sure
people smile and nod.

are we still
waiting for a Zombie Apocalypse…
or is it
already here?!