Looping: Stefanie Sun - 'Tian Hei Hei'

Traveling on the highway, the dark heavy clouds - not “concrete-colored sky”; bluer: a slate-blue - look especially low, bearing down, like a bully, on this island.

Suddenly, I think about a great flood drowning this land and washing its inhabitants off to the four corners of the Earth - I hope to get swept away to Welly.