End Times

— Nick Butterfield

Last Monday
A friend of mine hit a power pole.
He was the healthiest person you would
Ever want to know.

Last week a Tsunami rolled in
Because the Earth moved
A little, no doubt a sign.

This morning somewhere in the
World, someone is waking up
Smelling freedom for the 1st time.

Today, my friend in Pismo tells me
Judgment day is all over the Radio.

I would call in, but since I don’t carry a watch,
I haven’t the time

One thought on “End Times

  1. as i am all over this poem in so many ways. i like the whole poem. i only listen to npr and that’s hard sometimes too.

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