Wednesday, July 16, 2014

After the End

The bullet leaves as she sings a lullaby
Drops of blood and rain turn alibis
The heart starts the process of stopping
His footsteps splash water all over the railings.

The ignition signals for redemption
For each crime the deceased signed
Windscreens keep clearing the view
Tyres roll; the radio hums the rhyme.

Smells and stains evaporate in time
Into the sky for a cleaner breath;
Seasons change and the city turns pink
A famous bullet dies a forensic death.

He finally reaches their tree house
She's there, the lullaby on her lips
                        And he lets the gun fall,
                        Circling through the void;
Night dawns on their world slowly
Exit wounds would soon be forgotten.

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