Wednesday, April 18, 2012
The earth will not sing us a lullaby
while we wait for our death
but pray for better.
God will not hear us
and, like the honey badger,
the sun doesn’t give a shit.
Perhaps the earth is praying, too,
for an unfortunate but well-placed asteroid—
If we have a problem that needs solving,
perhaps we can put the word out and receive
ten thousand solutions,
all of them: self-extinction.