You Know It's Bad
you know
it's bad when your
guardian angel runs
I often wonder
how quiet is it
right before the end
that brief pause
just before
extinction
the universe takes
a double-take
in disbelief, in sadness
but I'm
drinking wine
in another time
I don't dread
the silences
just the paper seats
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