Impending Doom

By Nick Pipitone

Where do those neighbors get their money?
they’re up late on weeknights, drinking beer,
playing games in the street – the young woman
has glazed eyes, she’s always stoned;
her boyfriend doesn’t have a care
in the world, in a world
where so many are dying
& a feeling of impending doom
clutches us by the throat

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Nick writes to make sense of this incredibly bizarre world we live in.