The Truth At Last

i hear this life is private
in streets full of english tutors
that replace skin with dragons
& key faithfully, return zero
for actors to call recounts
& put the B’s in subtle
while culturally specific slights
are recited fifteen floors below
shroudless among charlatans whose
experience is an instant message
delivers a borsht belt patomime
concerning cigar store indian poses
i give hypocrisy in your ear
my likeness, my brother