poking fun at the big bang!
the sound of doom is a muffled sound
with a thick blanket wrapped around.
you may laugh at the end of time
because its endings never rhyme.
nobody believes the big bang
came after the fat lady sang.
that only meant our boys had won
after a black hole ate the sun.
now, at the event horizon
is the pyre which the world dies on.
from the far side of the chasm
we hear the moan of orgasm.
we can feel the enormity
as the world dies in ecstasy.

Walt Abbott–4-12-2009