Sonnet: I Saw Death Falling From the Sky, Ouch
by John Kendall Hawkins
It's raining dinosaurs. They're killing us
one by one. Soon we will be some other
species' peak oil problem. Oh, brother,
a balled T-Rex just missed me -- like a bus!
They've fallen everywhere -- minds howling:
werewolves from London or Ginsberg's 'best' list,
no one escapes their wrath: you get the gist:
all body snatchy, blame fingers scowling.
Intergalactics are kicking our ass.
Will Smith never saw the right-cross answer
to his Earth welcome punch. NECROMANCER
writ on its knuckles. Now we're all gas.
Oh, f*ck it all, I'm going back to sleep.
I'm no intellectual, nor very deep.
(Article changed on Sep 19, 2021 at 8:27 PM EDT)