I hope
that the stars fall into the rolling sea
that the sky folds like an old scroll in the crook of the creators arm
that the Four Horsemen ride stridently
and Kingdoms and Principalities fall at their feet
If that
is not the way it all ends
then God is surely a cheat
How could he let our
beautiful disaster of a world,
with hopes
dreams
schemes
ideas
demons
legion
simply wither away
like last year’s marigolds?
