The zombies are outside egging your house and covering the fence
in pesticide to keep away the locusts while on tv the weatherman
predicts that it will start raining blood

Meanwhile I will sit in my
basement storage room
until I run out
of water

An earthquake shakes the world and the sky falls off exposing the
machinery at work behind the stars I go outside and stand in the
backyard to wash myself clean in the meteor shower inside this

My beautiful natural disaster