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so this is the screaming across the sky––
from the other side, a canister lobbed forth
by an assailant unknown with sleek

silver sides interrupted only by bold
blue lettering, yet in this stream its color

is lost as a glint in the sunshine, arch of smoke
its monotonous rainbow. So this is the
gravity, the five zeros, the rocket obfuscated

by itself, a plot device to render any end
recursive, and one would think it’d

have more heft: more of a V2, a Tiananmen
tank, a thing undeniable and indelible, but
it’s the minutiae and unspoken and unseen

that disrupts deepest the tranquility of any scene.
three weeks later, it’s still a struggle to breathe.


fifty-nine years ago, in his French admonition
and Algerian call to attention, Frantz Fanon
laid it raw & bare with cerebral prescience:

any and all acts of violence on a people
will be met with an eventual & equal
display of force.

Newtonian & Draconian in his language & logic,
his Marxist conclusion proves itself again & again:
a violent system breeds a violent collapse.


so we’ve returned to the total disruption
of the system, lobbying again against an
archaic government, home of the oldest

constitution in the world, imbued now
with a million silver canisters––those

systemic microcosms of problematic
thought that remain impenetrable by
their very nature of diminution and

their slippery, silvery sheen
that only in their full & relentless

deployment can anyone catch hold
of––the violence inherent in each little
silver-plated nugget tossed ‘round

damn near daily, imperceptible
when it doesn’t affect every homestead

yet incorrigibly present where it does.
defund the schools, close the polling booths,
gerrymander all the public housing

in one serpentine district, tank the credit
of those tenants so they can never escape,

all the while bolstering some lucky fuck
that beat the system just to say: “well,
if they can do it, why can’t you?”


so we’ll return to the screaming
as it comes across the sky:

“it has happened before, but there is
nothing to compare it to now. it is too late.”

and where Pynchon and Fanon meet is
here, at the beginning and the end:
a silver arch, a rainbow monochrome,

as it inches us closer and closer to a total overthrow.

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from you don't have to stay here, but you can't go home, released October 24, 2020
eric kalata: guitar, vocals, and mixing
rishi gupta: mastering

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