This entry is part 6 of 41 in the series Morning Porch Poems: Autumn 2012


Etymology: also malarky, “lies and exaggerations,” 1924,
Amer. Eng., of unknown origin; also a surname.

You say a large, dark weasel? or was it a mink?
& you stared at each other in mutual disbelief?

I believe you more than I believe
the chronically hyperbolic—

untruths that spring from the mouths
of those with aspirations to lead.


In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.

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