Going Out
By Lord R.e. Taylor
I went out today
Just a trip to the store
But it was another world
Not a single car on the streets
No one else was shopping
Hell, no one was anywhere
My mind wandered
Making up stories about where they were
Not one of them made any sense
Then I heard the sound of a cough
It was far away but clear
Whoever it was, was hiding
From what I do not know
That was the only sound I heard
Then it became too quiet
And I knew the world had ended
Not in a roar
No fire or brimstone
No needless war
Kind of poetic ain’t it
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