by Max Bouillet
At five minutes
past the end of the world,
I check my newsfeeds
and surf the channels on my television.
The same images pour into my eyes:
people hurting people,
the world choking on the fumes of 'progress',
and endless hordes
of consumer driven zombies
buying themselves into hell.
With a sigh, I realize
you can't end something that has already ended.
So, I reach over to my timer
and start a countdown
to the beginning of the world.
Author's Note: 12/21/2012?
Posted on 12/15/2012
Copyright © 2020 Max Bouillet
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by George Hoerner on 12/16/12 at 12:02 AM|
Max, we could never have been so lucky. I for one feel worst for my children and theirs who will try to live in wasteland that might be far better off if annihilated and allowed to start over again with none of god's intervention and hopefully with some reduced reproduction laws of nature.
|Posted by Julie Adams on 12/16/12 at 01:46 AM|
I love this piece, all of it, instant fav! The progression is intriguing and evocative...I love how it questions conventions and notions swirling as we come to the end of the mayan calendar and wonder...i love every line as it stands on its own, and how it layers, but the final stanza offers a new view that is at once fresh, keen, and clever...love it, kudos, peace n poems, jewels
|Posted by Brian Francis on 12/16/12 at 02:04 AM|
Good write concise and thoughtful. Brings fearsome thoughts to mind. thanx
|Posted by Laura Doom on 12/16/12 at 01:20 PM|
I read this backwards with someone standing on my head, only to discover futility somewhere between the beginning of the end and the advent of constitutional anarchy...
and still it makes more sense than I'd wish it to
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/16/12 at 05:14 PM|
OK, this is beyond brilliant in all of its up-ending and new beginning. My PICK!! Well done.
|Posted by Johnny Crimson on 01/22/13 at 04:27 PM|
Yeah, I usually look at the top ten with devil horns raised and my mask of hatred on...You got me. Great stuff.
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/27/13 at 12:13 AM|
Brilliant piece of work, Max...and so true. Reminds me of that famous speech by Winston Churchill, after the victory at El Alemain. "This is not the end, nor the beginning of the end, though perhaps the end of the beginning."