Unhappy Meal (Fallen, Golden Arches)

To go to sea! Why, it is to have the experience of Noah,—to realize the deluge. Every vessel is an ark. - Thoreau

with a high tide of tears in my eyes

over my head in a flooded profusion of troubles

is this it

the end

is this how i'm going to die

alone

in this godforsaken city

suddenly out of nowhere

a door swings open

i hear a voice inside

"noah, supper's ready"

wait

i hear another voice

"mcdonald's, again?"

Author's Note

“The life in us is like the water in the river. It may rise this year higher than man has ever known it, and flood the parched uplands; even this may be the eventful year, which will drown out all our muskrats." - Thoreau