Crowned Criminality

As with many of my poems, this one started from a one-word prompt posted on BlueSky (eventuality), I started to shape it, but it really felt more like the poem told me what it needed to be. Daylight calamity fills our realityBrazen depravity breeds brutalityConfidentiality now only formalitySuch that insanity is a practicalityOnly profanity paints …