slow motion blink

modern day city shooting set to a poets pen

narrow gate in the rear view
traveler takes to a winding path
ignorant the valley of death
carries an unquenchable thirst

wind exhales colder on
modern day Gomorrah
where predator battles scavenger
for souls freely given
and flesh at a price

enter the wide-eyed drifter
avarice and dread scent the air
destiny advances stealthily
disguised as ambition

condemnation’s momentum -
only the quick and the dead
play this game

a gesture life shrunk to three seconds
one breath, 3.5 beats
and a slow motion blink

cold steel feels like the key to infinity
behind a booby trapped door

silent thunder echoes crimson
solid

50 in a 25 legal
escort and an entourage
siren smells red
rolling below a featureless sky
chaos and lights
worried eyes float hazy
shadows advancing
turbulence
shooting star falls silent
fade to midnight

enter eternity