Monday, April 17, 2017

in the end

the mushroom cloud over
the city
surprises me in the morning.
the explosion
shook the goldfish bowl
sending lucy and desi
into a fish frenzy.
it's really
a nice day out.
there's a blue bird on the sill
with a half of
worm in his mouth.
the coffee is hot
and I can smell
honeysuckles
blooming in the back yard.
I just started
the crossword puzzle
but have since stopped.
I figure I have about thirty
seconds before
the first shock wave
of the nuclear blast obliterates
me
and everything
in its path.
I add another sweet and low
to my coffee and stir.
i take a quick
couple of bites
of a chocolate covered
donut I've been
saving for later.
why not?

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