"I love you"
"I love you more”
Was the only thing heard in the dead silent building

Blood stains the walls..
There's a body in room 15
Rotting and decomposing

It wasn’t always this dreary
the sun actually came out
birds sang...
Animals roamed free...

But now everything is gone,
the birds are dead
the animals are rabid..
Even the sun seems to be afraid to show its face

Humanity is dying,
a disease has affected everyone.
Patient 0 is long dead..
So are thousands of others

Life is coming to an end as we know it.
7.4 billion people
g o n e
Just like the wind


It took a day,
a week maximum.
Now only the strong survive.

Everyone thinks they’re alone,
maybe they are.
Some can’t handle it.
Some have hope for the future

Gunshots go off
the building echos;
broken windows like amp for the sound

inside this building we see
two people
one man
one woman
a bullet was all it took.

I have a secret stash,
A tool box and an escape plan.
I can blend into a crowd,
Keep extra light bulbs
And a can of gasoline, a roll of tape.
There are no dull knives in the cutlery,
All the coats are on hangers,
Just in case of the drill.

When the air temp drops
I feel a hand grap my ankle.
The chance of headless horses
Clopping on asphalt afire is unlikely,
There'll be no open graves or walking dead.
The sun could blacken;
But certainly, no voice will proclaim,
In whom I am well-pleased.

It took ten thousand years
To fashion a bone hammer,
And when I passed it
I kicked it aside.

As I look around I can clearly see the once ease and hustle of life
Now all that remains is a void
Even the wind which gave the illusion of life to everything it touched has gone nothing much
And so the stillness taints everything I see
Now even the quiet is chaotic, nothing left to breath the air
To move the trees
Alone and dying
I sit crying
Left to my bittersweet memories of life.

A hind leg
Shaped like Antarctica
Will scratch us off
This golden retriever.

A passing UFO
May crop-dust us.

We're nibbling cheese
Near the trap;
Swimming upstream
Towards spears and nets;
Making reservations
In a roach hotel;
We're in the cross-hairs
Of Mother ******;
The place needs sheep-dipping
Before dinosaurs walk
On a new coat.

When they come to get us, I want to climb over the wall with you.
I want to be on your side.
The safe side.
Where they can't really hurt us,
Because you are there for your mind, and your words, and wit,
And I am there because you chose to take me with you.