i
don't go to weekly
jam as often as i
used to back when it was a religious
devotion. i still believe and it is ever
worth the pilgrimage from tahuya, a test
of faith over land and water, to the city, a
steaming
sodom of waste and commerce.
we play amid the rubble, call down the
wrath and/or blessings of whatever gods,
goddesses, or aliens happen to listen.
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