shortvision

Updated: May 5, 2025

O stained prairie, O gallows, thirsty mob, knife, torch, revolver. Contumely, parochialism, the shortvision forever gone; and the long vision too, the eagle forgotten is the national bird, the great merging with the greater, so gained too late a vision and saw the hope that was despair. "I named the catalogue of states and the great syllables rolled from my tongue to echo silence.

Ward Moore - Greener Than You Think