Acer Sacharrum

Last night, I left the basement light on.

The stairs creaked and my paper-thin pajamas

rustled as the sickly little bulb pulled me close.

Oh, look how it descends upon us!

It is time to say your final prayers

and get ready to meet your maker—

for there is nothing that you can do

to stop the Sky from falling.

These words echoed from

Once upon a time,

There was a little girl

Barely above the age of 7

Forcing her eyes

To stay open

Awaiting the new year

The little girl

Was excited

She believed

Everything would work out

This feels like the countdown to doomsday.

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...Proposing all branches be put under presidential control...

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