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UPON BEING CALLED INTO DINNER Out of the bonfire a globe rolls the earth on fire its borders melting continents peel away countries are lost an ocean tries to make a run for it but wrinkles...blisters...into ash. I kick the earth aside like a God playing football laugh to see that only Ireland( barely ) survives. On the sidelines a map of the universe as it was known is crossed by snails taking their time eating a constellation here and there. So this is the way the world ends this is the way the world ends this is the way the world ends not with a bang but a wife calling you into "...dinner!"
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Aug 3, 2018
Aug 3, 2018 at 12:53 AM UTC
UPON BEING CALLED INTO DINNER
UPON BEING CALLED INTO DINNER Out of the bonfire a globe rolls the earth on fire its borders melting continents peel away countries are lost an ocean tries to make a run for it but wrinkles...blisters...into ash. I kick the earth aside like a God playing football laugh to see that only Ireland( barely ) survives. On the sidelines a map of the universe as it was known is crossed by snails taking their time eating a constellation here and there. So this is the way the world ends this is the way the world ends this is the way the world ends not with a bang but a wife calling you into "...dinner!"
donall-dempsey
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Aug 3, 2018
Aug 3, 2018 at 12:53 AM UTC
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