it's a fish white belly. a lump in the throat. razor on the wire. skin and bone. piss and blood. in a railroad car. 100 people. gypsies queers. and david's star.
Whatever it was, is wasn't manumission. To spill the blood, to pull the weed. You can bury the past, but it's a mausoleum. With the ghost of a fist that won't let us be.