It was that feeling
you experience when falling down
the drop
of a rollercoaster.
I’d lost my breath
as it escaped my ribs
hand in hand with my voice
and in that moment everything went silent.
An old fashioned film played slowly
in the back of my head
as we staggered between
two vehicles of fatality,
deaths forewarning tapping mockingly
on my shoulder.
Blank eyes
on calloused hands
my fate sealed as I pressed
myself into his body.
Our sins
smoking off his tires
evidence through charcoaled black lines
on glistening pavement
my heart stops being for an instant
and I finally know the truth.
Nov 23, 2011
Nov 23, 2011 at 4:12 PM UTC
It was that feeling
you experience when falling down
the drop
of a rollercoaster.
I’d lost my breath
as it escaped my ribs
hand in hand with my voice
and in that moment everything went silent.
An old fashioned film played slowly
in the back of my head
as we staggered between
two vehicles of fatality,
deaths forewarning tapping mockingly
on my shoulder.
Blank eyes
on calloused hands
my fate sealed as I pressed
myself into his body.
Our sins
smoking off his tires
evidence through charcoaled black lines
on glistening pavement
my heart stops being for an instant
and I finally know the truth.
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