is in in the drinking water

or sprinkled down from the moon

what small part of our brains

waited for the necessary messenger

to flip the switch to the end times

today dawns as no other day ever shall

proof again that any man is better than

a woman, god forbid, to lead our country

insanity will stain the streets red

dead will pile up against the wall

neighbour will watch neighbour

mass exodus as the wheels of commerce

grind to a screeching halt

mob mentality in the Capital

“are there no workhouses”

for the “deserving poor”

Soylent Green and the end times

until the button push

the nuke heard ‘round the world

the end times have come



© my frilly freudian slip