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The End of the World

Snapshots of teenage melodrama:
not having the sense to stay out of the rain, 
the latest hits broadcast over the cafeteria speakers,
a night out, with boisterous boys and giggling girls in cars,   
first heartbreak. It seems like the end of the world - silly, isn't it?

Visions of Hell:
standing alone, under the driving rain, unable

The theater at the end of the world

The red curtains lift and the day begins  
The sun steps up, introducing herself 
Most of us don’t dare to look at her directly 
a whispering wind enters 
declaring that the world is ending today 

In this abandoned theatre 
The last place humans are 
We sit enjoying the play
with a glorious farewell performance 
from

Self-Portrait with My Shoebill Friend at the End of the World

It’s Sunday,
and I’m drawing myself again,
third time this week.
This version features a haunted air fryer,
a coupon for free emotional labor,
and Janice— 
the shoebill, wearing my ex’s hoodie
and threatening the moon.

She’s perched
on a folding chair I stole from a church basement,
clutching a Slim Jim like a relic.
Her breath smells like copper wiring and vengeance.
She doesn’t blink.
She’s

End of the World

It’s the end of the world, babe
Since the second of May this year
Nothing can save us, maybe
A miracle, but it’s unclear
As it always happens with miracles
They get lost on the next day
Which appears to be satirical
But a few can see it this way
It’s the end of the world, now
It starts from this very date
Write a

The End of the World

Two cats saw the end of the world.
Both felt its pain—
They hid in alleys,
Keeping the shadows at bay,
But the visions that haunted them,
Still remained.
Both found homes,
Comforting and fulfilling—
Yet both dealt with the end of the world—
So differently.
One saw it as a reminder of death.
All would shrivel,
Nothing would remain,
Everything would be replaced by pain.
The other,
Saw it

The World is Like the Moon

A repaired planet looks like the moon.
Where humans would die
Where war would lose

With a deep black sky
And a hindering light
The lids of your eyes
And the sun, unviewably bright.

I’m sad like a crater.
I made a crater on the moon.
I’m bad because I made a crater.
Forever, it shall loom.

Even in a healed Earth, even on the moon.
The

April 9The animal world Death to All Humans

The Parliament of Animals
 met one day in a secret undisclosed location 

“We are assembled here
 to judge the actions 
of the human race. 

the human race is being charged with 
crimes against nature, 
destruction of the environment,
 mass murder, 
enslavement of animals, 
mutilation of animals,
 and violation of Gaia’s basic commandments 
to preserve the

April 3 Look at the sky!

April 3—Look at the sky!

One day the world woke up
To the impending end 
As a new asteroid. 

Quickly dubbed 
The doomsday asteroid
Headed to Earth.

Everyone looked up
At the doomsday asteroid
As the world scrambled
To send space missiles 
To blow it away.

Brazilians, Chinese, the EU, Koreans, Japanese, Iraqis, 
Iranians UAE, Israel,. Indians, Pakistanis,  Russians,  Saudis, 
South

The End of the World

Take a minute, 
Close your eyes,
Tilt your head up to the sky.
Do you feel that peace?
It's so serene.
Take a break from the world and just be free.
But soak it in 
Because it won't last long.
Soon you’ll come back and the peace will be gone.
The real world is nice, but it brings on stress.
The thought of

What If It Was The End Of The World?

In twilight's grasp, the world meets its demise,
Oh, Christian soul, who claims the sacred name,
Within God's church, where fervent spirits rise,
Contemplate now, the end, a burning flame.

What if it was the end, the final call,
Would jests and levity your stance define?
Regret, a haunting echo, would enthrall,
As time, a gift, was squandered, not divine.

The freedom granted

The End of the World As We Know It

Where will it end?
When will it end?
Or will it only get worse?
It’s the twenty-first century curse.
Some say we’ve had it too easy
Become too complaisant
The thought makes me queasy
How did we not know?
Were we all so blind?
So thoroughly aligned
Our thoughts combined
In one voice
A voice increasingly weak
Victims of doublespeak
But is it too late?
Must we merely accept our

The End of the World

the end of the world
if it was the end
where would you be
can i make you happy 
give more minutes 
you and me
breathe 
cry through it
i was and 
you were 
happy 
the end of the world

The Third Wrong War: the Deadliest One To Fight

No mustard bombs are dropped
No audible or silent shots are fired
No planes are necessarily blown or hired
No flags are deliberately flown or flapped
No soldiers crossed the borders
To fight, to conquer, to kill or to die
No generals sent orders
To invade, to dismantle and to decry
However, citizens all over are coughing
Vomiting blood, suffering, and passing
COVID-19 is the

End of the World

"The end is near," the short-wave said.
"Before midnight, all will be dead."
I aim to leave my baggage here.
For my warted nose should I fear?

April fifteen and taxes due
Can I afford to be so lax
As to ignore my yearly tax?
Pinch me, pinch me, I hope ‘tis true.

Will my love share claret and cheese
Before God winnows wheat

End of the World

Suppose the world might come to an end tonight
The earth, as we know it, heaving a last gasping sigh,
Whether by divine providence, or some fool’s delight,
We have no way of knowing when the time is nigh.

The earth, as we know it, heaving a last gasping sigh,
Its moon turning to blood and its oceans seething
We have

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