The world ended yesterday
just as predicted, and then
restarted, and nothing at all
seemed to change yet
everything was slightly
different, a little askew.
I noticed it, although no one
around me detected it,
went about their day
as though nothing happened.
The preachers didn’t foresee
it coming, hadn’t predicted it,
glad when the restart did not
signal the end of days, for they
were no longer certain where
they would spend eternity.
I had no such expectations
and the moment duly noted, I
went about my day normally
an old writer and his words 