Irreversible Tipping Point(Poem)

Half-past-one
the tot was crying.
Quarter-past two
cat meowing and yowling.

Five-to-three
Piss.
Ten-to-four
A third-class dream.

Twenty-to-five
Spiritual popcorn.
At six
the sun of June.

I’m at the tipping point now.
10% acidic.
and 23 times more f-up.
Then comes
the e-mail
“……………
……………
……………”
Apocalypse
begins.

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