revisited this collection of poetry which i have really enjoyed before. through some chaotic verse to narative proses, this one long poem has some awesomely quotable lines. followed below are a few:

"e.g., that each riot really is an assemblage of other riots washed up on the boulevards, From whose faded corpses one dresses and arms ones comrades the total inadequacy of which as equipment for the task at hand traces out in negative the seat perilous of the party historical"

"For those of us who lived through rebellion What remains is Monday, mostly, Monday in abundance."

"hiding on the shadow side of the moon waiting for the phosphorus to run out and cheering on our children as they shoot

bottle rockets at the drones."