Stirred: Warm World is tomorrow! Last end of the world poem:
flexing, craft, wade, seepage, hurry.
The craft required to build Rome
is often embraced
by our wading popular culture,
we put on our wellies and step through
museums, ankle deep in the seepage
of artifacts and rebuilt mosaics.
There’s a flexing stuffed monkey on the wall
hurriedly chomping down an apple.
Day Five: The End of the World. (www.stirredpoetry.wordpress.com)