today

clocks tumble out of the dead clouds and springs impale the unlucky passers-by as dead cells crawl out of the rotting centrifuge and the sky is bright yellow and the men in the hazard suits are climbing the building with giant tentacles that grow out of their diseased faces and July is so hot that people are bursting into flakes and liquid titanium is pouring out of all your sockets, your mouth is packed with gauze and yogurt and there's a hole in the earth now coated by insurance and vinyl siding and the clocks are still ticking but it sounds like ten million crickets being lit on fire and in the night the sky is still horrible and ethanol rains down from chimneys that just hang in space like dying missiles and everyone is laughing, the children are running free in cages made out of beating hearts and a giant brain looms over everything like a sentient war penis and meanwhile the laboratory collapsed and no one got out alive but the experiment splattered everywhere and the hazard men are drying up like salted slugs and robots are coming out of my face and it all hurts and July is covering everything with disease and the sky is making a terrible noise like a musical chainsaw, and Thor descends on a golden shaft of Ebola and suddenly it's Ragnarok