The Fact Checkers

In a windowless room
they dust off beautiful facts,
facts like pearls and anemones
and nightingales, facts

long harbored in interior harbors
of the mind. Decrepit from neglect,
out on the edge of dying, obituary
facts, and cold, crystalline facts

like diamonds that excel
in perfection
under a monocle.
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