Lonely Desolation (rapture in my town) *part 1*

This is a new revolutionary form of writing called Poem Telling.
It's cause I'm lazy. And, if you don't read at least a few sentences, we're not friends.

I woke up (damnit) this morning, and everyone was gone...
How long had I been sleeping?
Are they all just mad at me and off doing fun stuff?
I look out my bedroom window, no passing cars
I call them all on the cell, no answers

The rapture stole all my friends and family, apparently
Their hearts were pure as the driven snow
God snatched them in the night, I miss them

I lie against the cool dirt of my backyard and stare at the sky
It's gray reflection stares back at me
Faces scowling back at me through the murky clouds
Crap, I think I laid in some dog poop
Oh, it's cool...it's been dry for awhile

I'm a lonely boy of the earth
Lonely desolation
I like it here
I don't belong with the saints

I wander through the baron streets of my town
A shy, subtle breeze blows across the sidewalk
Blowing some leaves...kind of like in American Beauty
Except..there's no plastic bag, so it's not as cool or beautiful

I walk into a Blockbuster
That girl I said hi to every week isn't there
She was always so nice
I think she liked me
Maybe if I would have got her myspace address
And gotten to know her, she would have taken me
Up with her to heaven
She was probably a facebook girl though...
I wonder if they have facebook in heaven....I hope not

I search the titles, but I've seen everything, even that stupid one
with Jack Nicholson, 'anger management'.

From there I walk to my best friend's house
Yep, empty...he was raptured too
Well, at least he left me some pot
I smoke the pot, but it's not the same w/ out him
We used to crack jokes, and play Soccom Navy Seals
Good times...
I open his fridge
There's some two week old Chinese and a forty of Pbr
Ew.

From there I walk to the park
I always come here to think, ...to get away
But, what am I getting away from now?
Everyone's gone....
The shy, lonely breeze stirs at my feet mixed with a Snicker's wrapper
It's like at that exact moment the wind was there to remind me how hungry I was
Of course my friend's fridge was empty....it always was
Well. Duh, he's Jewish...cheap ass

to be continued...( I know you can't wait) *get's ashamed and runs off*