it's the end of the world,
my friends.
the sky is falling,
the ground is shaking.
the entire earth is
spinning and rocketing,
twirling out of control
around its wobbly axis.
of course,
gravity's long gone,
and we're all just
floating around.
the sun's getting closer
by the hour,
burning holes in mountains
and evaporating oceans.
what's going to **** you?
a new disease,
a bout of heatstroke,
a boulder flying toward you at insane speeds?
another person?
the absence of another person?
your own boredom drilling its way through your head?
your loneliness?
your regrets?
what's going to **** you?
looking up into the stars,
only to see your own
sad, short lifetime
of accomplishments and inactions
spelt out in the gaseous twinkly orbs?
what's going to **** you?
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 10:09 PM UTC
it's the end of the world,
my friends.
the sky is falling,
the ground is shaking.
the entire earth is
spinning and rocketing,
twirling out of control
around its wobbly axis.
of course,
gravity's long gone,
and we're all just
floating around.
the sun's getting closer
by the hour,
burning holes in mountains
and evaporating oceans.
what's going to **** you?
a new disease,
a bout of heatstroke,
a boulder flying toward you at insane speeds?
another person?
the absence of another person?
your own boredom drilling its way through your head?
your loneliness?
your regrets?
what's going to **** you?
looking up into the stars,
only to see your own
sad, short lifetime
of accomplishments and inactions
spelt out in the gaseous twinkly orbs?
what's going to **** you?
