The dark night of dissolution has come
But we’ve already lived through it many times
All the world is a frenzy
But this is just our routine by now
We no longer fear the chaos
Of confusion and blame and vindication
We would almost laugh
Were it not so destructive and world-ending
At this point, it just seems foolish
To indulge into the drama
As if it were somehow special
And not just another apocalypse
On another day of the week
One of perhaps two or three planned for today