End of Time
January, 2020

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The sky blanks out

Waiting for a delivery

Keeps the floor clear, dogs out

Children in.

The empty street

No pedestrians no cars

Remains like a photo,

Thumbed and still.

No bad guys, i.e. armed police.

No good guys, i.e. protesters

Carrying stones (they have no guns)

To hurl at bad guys

Who don’t show up.

The world stops turning

At this moment when

No food no water, no rain

No bad or good fellows or females

No kids in baseball hats come swinging.

Not today. Not tomorrow.

Not ever, not ever.

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