ARMAGEDDON

 

While waiting 

for the world

to end,

I anxiously

tidied the house.

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I hoovered the

'Welcome' rug​

and dusted the

ornamental ampersand,

before ordering the

DVDs chronologically.

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I sprayed 

Glad Lavender

around the

dog basket,

the panicked

about 

the number 

of emails still

outstanding in my inbox.

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I thought about the things

I should have done instead,

like getting drunk

more rather than worrying

about the kids.

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I still had photos

to save in the cloud

and meals to

post on Facebook.

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I'll never know

if my application

for 'The Traitors'

had been accepted

or if my 

medical condition

was in remission.

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I ironed my ties

and prayed that

I would be forgiven

for owning

a Milli Vanilli single.

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