Instructions for the End

push the needle of the pen
burning sensation
then pour grief in

there are many kinds of loss
some have names some we swallow
fit what you can in a pill

there is no plan to save us
trespassers take up your tools

we will store things here we need
and when the siren sounds

lay mirrors in the street
bring heaven down to earth

Copyright © 2011 by Jen Benka. From Pinko (Hanging Loose Press, 2011). Used with permission of the author.