LET'S TALK ABOUT THE APOCALYPSE

I can feel the prime of my life coming,

rolling up the coast like a wave,

mistaken for an earthquake.

I want to drive down to meet it,

coax it along sooner to this sweet spot.

I want to run side by side with it,

so in sync a bird could loop our middle legs together

and it wouldn’t make a difference.

but there’s something I want to talk about first:

where will we meet when all else fails?

when streets crash apart and

phones are no longer potent

where can I find you?