the end
of the world lingers
soothsayers
forsooth
dawns keep dumping out light
despite the ever coming
the end
gets further away
it runs away
from every prediction
a million alternative ends
transform
become new beginnings
all the doomsday dealers
and all the disbelievers
look for loopholes
preppers take vacations
sometime later
it all stops
no one is left to notice
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2023
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