Going Out

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

Rather it ended with a cough

Kind of poetic ain’t it