charlie heart mirror on chance memorial wall. he painted his own memorial though he didn't know. never forget. remember the fires last year. the sky hazy like now. but maybe that's just the factory sulphur sky. never forget the u.s. of aipac. doesn't that beat all hell. the empire of exhaust. of land theft, of murder. now one can murder by machine gun or match. everything that burns converging. last night's sirens are still ringing in my ears. and the coyotes wailing. and the buzz of mosquitos. how can we not succumb to this campaign of genocide, advertised as joy. this is the built hell the oligarchs made for us to survive. this genocide is upon us. never forget the memorial of chance. it's still going on.