Oceans of colored cardboard in the middle of an asphalt wasteland. The hues of yesterday bleeding onto papered sidewalks. Short attention spans carpeting the entire western horizon. Praying for a relief from asphyxiation. Salvation in the green tint of long-dead holidays. Weeks of First World Fatigue, and Black Monday panic every day for the rest of our lives.

3:33 p.m. - 2021-11-18