Disengage the stars
Filibuster them with
Blackhole suction.

Eradicate the moon.
Drape it with the black
Veil of pollution.

What to destroy next?
Humanity and its
Age old poetry.

There will be no record
Of anything once
The big one is dropped

Like a countdown
To the new year which
Could easily be the last.

Luis lives in California and works in Los Angeles. His poetry has appeared in Blue Collar Review, Dissident Voice, and Struggle Magazine. Read other articles by Luis.