16 May 2014

The day will come when the poles reverse

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
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
Over the city.