END OF THE WORLD

If the end of the world was tomorrow,
Would I be ready?
I could pack my case with nowhere to go,
Make a phone call to a
future nobody,
Make my peace with
an old enemy,
Then I’d be plunged into oblivion.
If the end of the world was tomorrow,
I’d pull on my big boots,
My black coat,
and take your hand.
Walk with you until
we fell off the edge of the world.
In a void,
In a singularity,
You and me as one.
Pushed together,
Pulled apart.
If the end of the world was tomorrow,
I’d want to die with you.