I was laying on a bed of soot
Wearing nothing but white
Because if anyone likes to pretend
They are a virgin
It is me.
I stand and begin to look around
To see if there are any survivors.
Do you think anyone could live through
The nuclear bomb
I have just set off?
I look down at my hands
I’ve still got all my fingers
I move my dress back
And my toes are still there.
I want to say something out loud
But would anyone really hear me?
When I slept I was told the world was flat
That nobody had crossed the blue water
To see if there was land anywhere else.
When I woke
I didn’t know East from West
Up from down
Whether I was completely alone
Or there were many around me.
I didn’t know if this was death
Or it was life.
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