This is a poem sent to Holly in 2008

I saw the world ending
In the bottom of my tea cup,
The black sky falling to the milky earth.
I heard the beasts of the apocalypse,
outside my window,
when I looked out
it was some kids
playing in the park.

I felt the cool breath of death on the back of my neck.
The window was open, it was letting in a draught.