Thread by @JohnnyRoedel

the prophets are
acting so
damned smug

there’s no living with them

they were right

this is it

the world is ending

the windows are shaking
the sun is swelling
the china is rattling
the ground is splitting apart
the sky is falling
the sirens are blaring
the geese are fleeing

the plans we wrote out in
detail on onion skin paper
have caught on fire

all of our blueprints are burning
up in a pungent cloud of
herbal tears

everything we so
carefully planned
for is being undone

this is it

the world is ending

for one last time
would you be kind enough
to sit on the lawn
and make one last memory
with me?

would you rest your
face against mine
before the world ends

and then
just maybe
it won't

maybe
just maybe
we still
have a say in this?

#poetry