Poison

What have they done to the rain? They can’t even leave the rain alone. It’s full of strontium. And barium. And things to fuck us up.

And this isn’t real snow. This is fucked up snow. They’ve done bad stuff to it. It doesn’t fall right. It doesn’t melt right.

This isn’t a real night, either, I’ll bet. That isn’t a real sky. They might as well have placed a dome over it all.

Maybe they have …

And this isn’t real air – that we’re breathing. There’s something wrong with the air. What have they put in the air? What have they done to the air?

They’d fuck up the sun, if they could. They’d poison the sun. Just like they’ve poisoned the earth. Like they’ve poisoned our fucking minds. And our hearts.