Dunking debunking

Consider the common donut

if you purchase one
it comes with a hole

you can purchase
just the hole, but it
is not a hole at all

it is a ball; a doughy sphere
made from a disc that once was
where the hole is now, yet it was
never truly a hole in its own right

Buy the donut,
you get the hole
buy the hole
you get no donut;

just a glazed orb bearing little
resemblance to the hole it is
supposed to represent

donut sold separately

Life is like a donut:
some days you’re the donut,
some days you’re the hole

Indulge.

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About poetluckerate

I am a poet, writer and teacher who moved from Minnesota to New Orleans in 2008 to help rebuild the worst public school system in America. It is a huge challenge to say the least. Now, after ten years, I have returned home to my native Midwest. Writing - in many different forms and ways - has saved me untold thousands in therapy bills throughout the years. Reading my writings may do either the same - or just the opposite - for you. Read at your own risk, as I do not offer writer malpractice insurance. ;-{) I hope you enjoy what you read here.
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