poolside – why you wanna

Baking underneath swollen treas the steam rises up from dead leaves of broken grass, the sloping hillside descending into murky water constantly sitting at 72 degrees, children running and screaming begging for ice cream, mom and dad wondering when they will receive relief, the cool kids in the corner compare tattoos and the old man beside them needs Wayfarers to complete the ruse, we all wonder aloud why the sun beats his chest so proud, why you wanna go do that?



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