Sunshine State

Sunshine State

There are places so exaggerated
Anywhere else feels all too real
Such is the shimmering Sunshine State
Giant middle finger between Atlantic and Gulf
Photoshopped cobalt waters
Skies of framed blue glass
Who knew when OJ moved to Florida
A new kind of magic would arrive:
Sand walls that walk

That’s why we’re changing state license plates
Bringing the world our greeting: WTF
Welcome to Florida
Oranges replaced by red viral crowns
We defend to the death your right to infect
Cemeteries are cheap in a land of flowers

Drive across our Central Zone
Take a whizz in a thicket of trees
Get rewarded with a young man’s scream
His shotgun promising to blow you away
Home is one’s castle, you might say
Even if it’s a sod farm

The walking walls of sand progress
Thinning the state’s peninsula
Look left, sunrise
Look right, sunset
Gulf to Atlantic views from the same balcony!

Once we remembered the future to save the past
Now dismember the past to fool the present
Yet Nature will not be fooled
No wonder UFO sightings rise to the sky

Are you ETs listening?