10 Lions and
… the End of the World

in a national magazine of repute
(yes, I was reading it)
I saw a photograph of lions
crossing a street
in some village
and taking their time;
it should be
and some day when
they turn out the lights
and the whole thing’s over,
I’ll be sitting here
in the chalky smoke
thinking of those 10 damned
(yes, I counted them)
lions
blocking traffic
while the roses bloomed.
We all ought to
do that
now
while there’s
t
i
m
e.