That flag is
an optical illusion,
more or less.
That it waves at you,
that it is friendly
toward you,
that it
covers you
with great sincerity;
that it is made
of colorfast
and quick dry fabric
to cover the coffins of
its chosen heroes
with what looks like honor
from here. Getting closer
is frowned upon and you will never
be one of their heroes if you do.
It’s just easier
to stand back
and admire it from afar.
Dark Matter 
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