We are down deep

In the depths of a grave stuck in dirt

With a pop desensitized culture 

Of declining mom & pop shops

Angel dusted with the glory of gentrification.

This is the generation where we degenerate

Into that collective apocalyptic dream

Broadcasting vampires, zombies, and TrumpTV

And episodes of the CoronaVirus

Leaving behind Imagined and Unimagined carrion on the street

Leading to pandemic panic and mania

Growing lines at Costco.

When the world ends not even static will remain.