THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING
The World Ending or the world not ending – which is more devastating?As the final burps and grunts of 2012 erupt from the misbegotten,
Please refrain from wagging fingers, all those nasty I Told You So’s,
Why not a shot of compassion for bold signs gathering dust alone?
Jung approves; amid wheezy gasps, the apocalyptic consolation of all poor souls,
Bereft of Spirit, hoping for The End to arrive right on time,
Stirring in damp basements in between gameplay, a Left 4 Dead champion.
Freud could give a damn. Mommy boys, every last one of you!
What do you plan to do tomorrow when the virgin sun rises?
Tomorrow, tomorrow and tomorrow, screwed by such a petty pace each day,
Why not the dying cries of recorded time? Yesterday all fools alighted;
Out, out, brief passion! Must you insist love now begins in earnest?