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Apocalypse part 3

     
3:00pm      
     
     
 he looks around for a place to unpack;        
he notices a fish market ahead;        
 as he enters; no soul in sight....        
the sky told him to rest his head here tonight;        
        
         
he unpacks; he looks around for any valuable snacks;        
he finds a jar of pickles; and a can of kipper;        
some mustard, crackers and some beer in the fridge....        
he eats a bit before he lays his head;        
     
        
     he later gasps awake to staring eyes....        
       a young woman stood eating some of his left overs:      
      he asks her," who are you?"      
       she responds," call me rouge"      
      he introduces himself;      
       
       
       "call me Journey", he says;      
     they both laughed....    
     he continues, "I've found a letter that I'm sure belongs to you"    
     he hands it over to her as she stares at him;    
   
   
    she reads the note, and looks at him;    
    he asked her," who was it to?"    
    she says, it's old news along with other things "lost in the fire"  
    she continues," it's a note I never had the chance to send....  
   
   
    when all hell broke lose; when the great catastrophe began;  
    " as I was walking, I just crumbled it down to what I had left,  
      figured it would  blow in the wind;  
     his name was Jim; an old friend that shared memories that could never be brought to life again....  
 
 
      a long pause....  
   " I'm sorry", he says;  
    "how long has it been?"  
     she estimated about 9 months since,  
    the tragedy began;  
      
 
     he was badly wounded, by a stranger who robbed him;  
    lost too much blood, before he met his end;  
   she wiped her eyes, and said," he was kind and genuine...."  
   " I've slept here mourning him here days on end"  
 
 
     they hugged;
     she asked, " where had you plan on going?"
    he responded," I haven't a clue;
    but I have to say, you have a pleasant demeanor about you";
 
 
    " you don't have to walk alone", she says;
    " we can leave together tomorrow...."
  
 
    
 
    
Written by PeaceFlpw (Peace Flow)
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