The Song

The long rope hung in the air The song was playing in his head The barrel spins, click He heard the voice You are in charge of your weapon, always The day the weapon takes charge of you, is the day we find you The song plays in his head The barrel spins, click He wouldn’t die The rope shook, but he wouldn’t die He unloaded the magazine into his head He'd done the decent thing The song played in his head The barrel spins, click Images started to appear He wouldn’t sleep The house was the fortress now The song played in his head The barrel spins, click The long rope hung in the air He watched him walk away, smiling, inviting him Destiny The song played in his head The barrel spins The song plays into the distance.