The World’s End

These are two related Zeno poems.

Pushed and pulled, we are still between
a cold rock and
a hard
place.

Nothing’s left of
time or
space.

The world’s end is
what we
face.

~

What will life be like after death?
Will all of our
hopes be
drowned?

Will we fall and
hit the
ground?

Or will happy
dreams be
found?

(written c. April 2018)

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