The metal
dynamo underneath us
Turning
and turning until eventually
It happens
But they
say we will all
Be gone by
then
So what’s
the difference
And this
is before the sun decides
To give up
the ghost
This is
before the expansion snaps
Back
And all
our science breaks down
North will
be south
And south
will be north
And the
creatures will lose their way
And the
sky will dance
Green
Over the
city.