...Here,
put on this pretending mask,
and stand,
opposite to me
At the edge of this six-foot, six-pointed circle,
so I may speak and gesture,
six-times at thee
I see your smug disbelief!
But monumental lies hide beneath,
your reasonable inculcated normal,
your felonious fig-leaf
In these unnoticed social rituals,
latent cultural symbols,
scare-sound new meanings in minds to chime
Which works so much better,
when we all pretend these symbols do not rhyme...
https://loveletterstofutureme.org/poetry/the-house-of-lies