it ain’t a choir #82

as always there are two roads severing the art from the state or smothering the state with the art here put your hands here use your weight the kicking is the state fighting the road we’re building on top of it

it ain’t a choir #84

we can know the ghost without grasping for the ghosts history is funny that way blessings become ash our bodies dance after our hearts stop as long as we listen to the wind the disaster can never sneak up on us