at the end of it all

at the end of it all

A Poem by Daniel Atkinson

this is it.


i wheeled into my driveway

and it seemed as if the world

was a lit match.


the sidewalk rose to meet me

as ashes from the trees and

owls and crows made love in the brilliance.


buildings toppled over and presidents and despots

committed genocide and suicide, respectively,

as the carcasses of jailbirds filled the streets,

flowed into the gutters,

and dammed the sewage.


love came to an end,

and not a word was spoken of it.


death is such a lively affair.

© 2011 Daniel Atkinson

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This is what the book of Revelation really means.

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Daniel Atkinson
Daniel Atkinson

Atlanta, GA

"it's so easy to be a poet and so hard to be a man." -Bukowski more..