The world ends tomorrow
And I don't know what to do
A decade of decompressing
Left me unprepared
Strength and sinew
Wasted and gone
The faith of a sinner
Is more than I possess
Hope has long since slipped
Into the world of fantasy
Yes, the world ends tomorrow
And I find I don't know what to do
So I will do
The one thing in which
I have proficiency
Doing nothing
I will sit in my beach chair
And watch the end roll in
With the waves
Monday, November 12, 2012
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