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dead hallway

published: 8-10-2019

 

a heart like a boxer fighting my last round
fear and inhibitions ready for the final smackdown
hallucinating death chimes in my visions
give me the void or give me liberation

sprinting down the hallways spiraling before me
my body the fastest I've ever seen
a knife hidden close to my chest
and a brain to make up all the rest

this isn't supposed to be how it goes
a fight scene, gigantic, is what everyone knows
for the audience's sake, some pithy quotes thrown around
but this mission requires I make barely a sound

behind me, nobody's giving chase
but that's no excuse not to make haste