why does everyone drink it all up?

it seems
all of the time
we get the right all wrong.
yet we speak of the truth
in our no spin zones.

when will we understand-
a broken bowl
will never hold any holy water,
and a shattered mirror
will always distort a perfect image?

still we take these distortions and package them up in groups of eight or ten
and create memos, lists, and adorable acronyms.

and to everyone who doesn't swallow, we say oxymorons-
because all morons hate it when you call them a moron.
and everyone else
is just a moron.

and those that don't swallow wonder,
"why does everyone drink it all up?"

they breathlessly await
the day a mustached oil baron and a young evangelist can share a perfectly situated milkshake