song of the world never bothering to end at a convenient time

This paper is due at 5 PM at the latest
I cant figure out what to write about neither can I focus
on sentence structure or which of the novels of faulkner is the greatest
when I wish every one of them would get eaten by a locus

after the end of the world I lived a long time
in some ways it was concerning
I had spent a lot of intense weeks in preparation for the quicklime
of judgment followed by eternal burning

the world didn’t end on december thirty first
nineteen hundred ninety nine
I went to sleep at three am on january first
and woke up six hours later feeling fine

today I am low on both patience and ink
I once thought I could sing eternal praises
now I can hardly sing for six seconds before I think
of ordering bean curd with braises

this paper is due in a few hours at most
it’s required for my bachelors degree
I once had a friend who was really a ghost
and later my one ghost friend left me

the world isn’t ending at least not in time
for me to quit writing this essay
on faulkers radical use of internal rhyme
or whatever this thing is don’t ask me

it wouldnt be fair to want world demolition
to happen right now just to save my ass
but given the state of the whole ecoproposition
it probably won’t matter if I skip this class