Just Fine Thanks

The sun sets in the department store window

Resembling a bomb going off in slow motion

No doubt tripped by the millionth customer

Or some unknown cosmic fluke

Maybe nothing but a cruel joke

See if the Earthings will stop their bickering

Upon facing the threat of total demise

Ha ha.

Standing in line for a shirt and pair of pants

I can’t imagine anyone but a headless mannequin wearing

Because it’s difficult to conceptualize myself anymore

Buying clothes for an invisible man

To go and stand somewhere else

Perhaps even get paid for it

With money that fades so fast

I might as well eat it

Throw out my dishes

Stuff green bills down my throat

Someone in a high rise office building

Could very well make a killing

With edible coins and currencies

Houses made of bread and cheese

That get stale and useless in the rain

A hunger based economy

I pay again and again for things I don’t need

Sweating powerless in the shade

Of a looming meteor taking aim

I hope I look good for the apocalypse

Hopefully it comes in my sleep

I’m so tired

I just wanted to care for someone

That's all

Nowadays I can barely care

About a single thing