apocalypse

Written by: jan oskar hansen

Apocalypse   
I saw the storm coming like wall of revolting evil,
people sought shelter in the town´s only café and
I was looking for my dog. I didn´t like to share my 
space with the many in the café and found a bus 
shelter that once had been a bunker in a forgotten
war; my dog was there. Then the storm hit and 
when it was over, the town had disappeared and 
a field of tall, sea green grass had taken its place. 
The stillness was acute I heard the undulation of
grass, this unnerved the dog so we went on to 
the sandy lane and walked on in the hope of 
finding the future that had disappeared into a past 
where memories linger like dying stars.