big shot screaming: "PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE SKY" he says, "GIVE IT UP, BOY GIVE IT UP OR YOU'RE GONNA DIE YOU'LL GET A BULLET IN THE BACK OF THE NECK IN THE BACK OF THE NECK RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES"
my eyes are fixed and my palms are spread dissonance floods my shipwrecked head god sleeps in the gaza strip and man alone's left to live with it the coin flip favored the optimist it's beginner's luck is a sewing kit what's to do when there is no fix only unflinching ambivalence?