An Easy Escape?

The sound of the twisted revolver
Cold night
Alone
The misted scent
I am a key
I am a view
I am consciousness
I am the pain
The deadness beating around the heart
Acoustic distortion rips at the mind
Nauseating escape from a twisted metal reality
The torpid whims of soul
Circle the tyrants
Being afraid to achieve
Delivering you from capitulated unreason.

Ian V. Seymour ©2012

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