I Live at the End of the World

June 16, 2008
When the ocean rearranges itself
and turns into rock,
I will dance on top of the water.

When new land explodes into
bane fire and gas
I will build a house in hell.

When embers retire
they go to the north,
I will have a hearth full of snow.

When the snow advances
and charges my city,
everyone will drown.
Except for me,
because I know the fickleness of

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