From the nothingness sparks oblivion,
Chaos encompasses the entirety of the vacuum.
Only to slowly fade to an even distribution,
Of the stardust that we are all made of.
I sit on my front stoop, ready to watch the world burn.
Sadness has no place in this destruction,
Only long unending sedation.
I see the molecules separating around me,
Entropy scares the hell out of me,
Far more than the explosive end we all deserve.