What Now

What now that the world is ending

That the lover is lost 

That the food is gone

That the drink dried up  

That the last ember once kindled now snuffed 

What now is 

A roaring silence

An ear worm of white crackling noise 

And a space left wide wide wide

And at the center me 

Alone 

Surrounded by light

Heavenly, circular, insanity 

Driven to madness by 

Separation and supposed familial deity 

Breathe. 

What now is 

New

A new pair of eyes 

A new set of hands 

A new wrinkle or freckle or dot 

What now is 

A beginning to mask the termination 

Of a confusion you did not ask for 

Of a confusion you did not deserve

To take on 

Together 

Surrounded by light 

Heavenly, circular, sanity 

Driven to health by 

Connection and discarding of idols 

Breathe. 

I would rather be alone.