Poem: One Man's Apocalypse...

One Man’s Apocalypse…

There is a
powerful
attorney
who lives on
a giant,
posh estate
in the hills
of L.A.
He get paid
twenty-five
hundred bucks
an hour
for his time.
With concern,
he says he
thinks the world
is ending.
And I think,
”Wonderful,
let it end.”

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