fire spreads across the coastline
as a grey-red tint is splayed across the sky
the sun doesnt shine on the grids anymore
or maybe i was right and they never did
as i watched the endless night encroach
i decided i would run away
just narrowly outrunning the shadow
on the eastbound 10
ambling up the hill overlooking the valley
i took it all in for what felt like the longest time
all uninterrupted space
i was a kid the first time i saw the lights on the horizon
the world turned nauseous on its axis
but we were all sick of moving in real time
i had another monica bellucci dream
and i think i know what it meant this time
when all the venture capitalists are gone
and the opportunists are banished
and the rich are eaten
will nature reclaim the grid city
i came back to that hill recently
and it looked like they had built a golf course
and some luxury housing
and there was a whole foods on the way
i was a kid the last time i saw the lights on the horizon