Sunday, July 9, 2017
Today's Widespread Panic Concert, Sans Banjo
The banjo is dead. Those included in banjo are dead. Inclusion is dead. Death is dead banjo dead. Its banjo is dead. The name of its death is dead. Name is dead. Its political act is dead. It sound like banjo but dead. It no time to be banjo. You must remain a rope with language and dulcimer. Only dulcimer live. All banjo dead. You are banjo, Donald Trump. Hurry up Donald dead, untimely to dead still dead like words. You and banjo both. You is dead and you too.