Poem of the Week | The Abolition of What’s Next by Kevin Higgins
The Abolition of What’s Next
By Kevin Higgins
It is ten to whenever
and must remain so.
The living room door
will remain ajar
at exactly that angle.
The cat will forever
have just opened its eyes
having heard something worrying.
Your dinner will remain unprocessed
in the various departments of your gut.
You will never have sex
or go to the toilet again.
What is coming,
though it will never get here,
is January, February, and Death.
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