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The ocean's getting hot babe

so dip your toes into the fish fry

while were inside blasting AC

the TV drones on saying we're all gonna die,

I don't think this is the season to burn

when eggheads are drying their sweat

on college degrees

and mid-twenties something "U up?" texts,

"Terrible times" my friend says

blistering in the holes of ozone

reaching for that sunblock 

so you bet I can tell God that the end of days is postponed,

I'm in the zone

just not the demilitirazied one

asking for a blindfold before I'm told

that I've been dealt the shot

and I can see now that the blood's dryed and gone cold,

This picture is a dark one

in which the sun looks like a black spot

in the midst of decisions  

wishing for a new universe

devoid of the human condition

but I'm over it now

since the TV's melting in fission

plopping popcorn in my mouth

with a bright glowing heap of tension