This is the note on the brick through your window. No, it’s more like the burning Lexus on your front lawn…just more thinly veiled. We’re going off like a race riot. So take the double A’s out of the smoke alarm for the TV remote. We won’t wake up. We won’t wake up, but if we do, we’ll tell the kids a half version of the truth. It’s best not to think about it. The 10 o’clock news is screaming that the town is on fire. Everyone knows it. The advertisers are laughing all the way to the blood bank and you’re just the punch line. Look the other way. Repeat. Repeat.
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