Said Jesus will come out of the cove with his hand held up high,
swallows me down amongst my brothers.
Our love to salt says the great divide.
A few weeks ago i thought i saw the spirit of America thriving in sea/tac airport in Seattle.
This American spirit had manifested itself into the form of a kiosk which was selling time, three dollars for half an hour. The nice little set up had a plethora of cell phone chargers reaching out like alien limbs or Ma Bells ear tentacles which you could hook your phone up to for the above mentioned minimal fee.
Today i saw the American spirit gathered in millions to watch the back that bled to give the spirit form pass to the embodyment of that form itself and i think i felt a little shamed at my cynical approach...
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