26 March, 2020: John Paul Martinez

Wisconsin, USA


Love Poem During an Apocalypse
 
but what bad things
will happen to us
than that which has
not happened already?
 
We have ambled before
through this stale routine:
another world ending
 
by forces disobedient,
by hands which are not ours.
We have memorized the shorter highways
in preparation
 
for the loud unearthing.
Where will we be found
amidst the glacier
 
-slow atrophy of the sun?
When our only bodies
become separated
by tremors
 
of bad news?
When this small earth
performs its last pirouette,
 
weeps goodbye at once
to its moon,
yours is the palm
on which my fingers
 
would like to disappear,
the last safe pasture
in sight


​John Paul Martinez is a Filipino Canadian poet writing out of the Midwest. He is interested in nature, language acquisition, and cinematography. He lives with his two marimo moss balls, Noun & Verb. [@jpmpoet]