Lips

connect us;

the nexus

of affection

and expression

of language

heard-

absurd,

or credible.

Sound

can be

found

watching

lip movement;

an improvement

on mere

voice.

Now 

the choice

whether 

to mute

the debaters’

mikes

might

make

or break

the date

to debate.

This was,

of course,

expected

as a matter

of course

directed

by 

the guy

whose

Big Lie

will

be bigger

this time

around.

Cutting

the sound

during

the opponent’s

round

was actually

found

to help

him.

Less taunting,

sure,

but more

beneficial

for his

official

standing

lure

is

that

less

is more.

He gets

distracted

and is too

attracted

to the sound

of his own

airing.

It’s too

waring

to

hear

year 

after 

year

much less

anything

to adhere

to.

His own

crew

wants 

him on

mute,

but now

he’ll dispute

the rules.

An excuse

at hand

to not

withstand

the shame

of losing

any game.

Muting

Trump

is the whole

goal

of this 

election.

He’s a mutation

in our politics;

a mix

of fraud

and assault.

Now he’s 

caught,

and fraught

with fear

wanting

to appear

unchallenged.

He’s

a mutant

strain

of ranting;

planting

seeds of

outrage

on stage

and posts.

He’s a variant

of the worst

we’ve seen;

a deviant,

no less.

Would muting 

the mutant,

impudent,

deviant,

variant

be more

expedient

and thereby 

more

decisive

than

when 

his divisive,

pathetic

rhetoric

is too 

much

for most

to endure?

The sure

fact 

is that

he needed

a reason

to bow 

out

of debate

season.

When his

sound 

is on

he sounds

off 

and sounds

quite off

his rocker.

Meanwhile,

the sound

of Madame

President

is resonant

with excitement

as he plans

his incitement

to rock

her.

He’s losing

ground

and his

once sound

intention

to interfere

with 

the election

sounds

familiar.

There’s no

real debate

about

the need

to mute

the mutant

deviant

variant,

if you’re

a democratic

patriot

of the

American

republic.