keep on making they say that’s your protest! that's your calling! (even though it’s hard to summon beauty in grief in terror in dread while dancing with dissociation) oh you must! art gives us breath! so come on, mother don't leave us now! don't drop the ball! it's your time, this is your thing! and besides-- help! we're so hungry, haven't had a thing all day, only coffee and tiktok -- god please fill my bucket i'm so parched! can't you make dinner make music make life out of these pieces — here. i’ll pass you the glue. someone's got to hold it together besides this is your time, your calling your protest your hill to die on, you can do it keep pedaling keep peddling
Love this one!!