It didn’t take; the world didn’t fold in on itself
and I was not faced with tidily-folded piles

of clothes from the chosen ones. I had been
looking forward to a cease-fire, an end to

the constant interruption of my desktop distractions
by the outwardly decent, because they – after all – would

be the ones to be swept up, leaving the rest
of us to loot, pillage, plunder or just sit there

as we always have, changing channels while
the wild, blind End Times rip through.

One response to “Rapture

  1. Really enjoyed this.

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