it's hazy, the pollution is high today, but i see hazily back to the beginning 
of the conquest of turtle island. i feel my spirit in solidarity with all 
the ghosts of all the people sacrificed to false gods of infinite capitalist expansion 
and the seizure of the commons. 
the so-called neoliberals are still trying to destroy community in the name of capital 
and corporation, 
and still, and now, i feel the spirit of community yet rising, 
lifted up by the gathering ghosts of all the hated and the sacrificed.