Day Two NaPoWriMo 2018

The drive in and lunchtime

On awakening,
scrim of snow, April second
all kinds of fake news.

On April second,
the snow, a scrim obscuring,
all kinds of fake news
pouring from the radio
dripping down the screens
Turn them off,
cut short the foolishness
and let anxiety settle
as best it can, if only
to a dull gripping
the snow, though ridiculous
is true. There may be more.
In truth there may be more.
But the lies which cloud
the rest of the world
must be seen clearly
truth welcomed
like the blue break
in those morning clouds.