Three minute warning

What makes us human
Also makes life unbearable
A fear in the pit of the stomach with no cure

Just about to use the microwave
Should I still eat?
I think for the briefest second
No time to boil an egg

Death is imminent
A few words of kindness
All that is possible
Then the inevitable and impossible

Dragon’s teeth clenched with razor sharp scales
Ripped apart
No nucleus
No recovery

Am I a man or my own afterimage?
Alone in the wasteland
When even atoms are annihilated

My three minute warning
Was there really time to prepare for the reality of the event?
No theory to deal with its actuality
There is no worse fear than our mutually a shored destruction