Scorched and charred. <br />It took all and every atom there... <br />Of to be vanished, <br />And only to the world's end <br />I appoint my sole possesion; <br />My soul. <br />For ashes sprinkling sweetly around the land <br />As of to a cake <br />And all our lives only to be dead <br />And to see the long desolate miles <br />And silence in every corner of the world <br />...Here, in my temperate state <br />The moon serves as my only friend <br />For now I've time to contemplate <br />Here, at the world's end<br /><br />Tyler Mason<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-world-s-end/
