Grimbeau

Gotterdammerung’s off!

End of the world as they knew it.

All afternoon unquenchable thirst

accompanied by a mind made of puppy fat.

There is energy, it is all over the place;

thin and clumped, dry and soggy, like an ill

-kempt meadow or face.

For, making meadows is

no laughing matter: neither is the end

of the world, no matter when.