We often joke about the impending end of the world. Whether it be Trump or North Korea or our mental health in January hounding us down. This night will focus on humanities obsession with the apocalypse, and the end of time as we know it. Let's try and make a poem that transcends
the material realm. Oh how pretentious. You love it.
The laws of the event (which are rarely stuck to as it's a diy punk event)
1 poem about how you envisage the end of the world.
The rest of the set is yours.
Sign up now or on the night.
6pm meet and greet
7pm poetry begins
12pm piss off.
Cover Image- John Martin's Apocalypse