Conversation

Anyway, I ain't mad at you if you're too beat up to hope. And I'll let this one go now; but later on, when you feel like hope again? I'll be here. We'll talk about it again. Dawn is terrible; it's like the sun itself is powering up our fascist society for another day of looting, murder and violent extraction. It's no place for possibilities anymore. But there are still places for thinking about it, and when you're ready, I'll be in those places.