sorenbarrett

Standing in line

Revving the engine without engaging the gear

Queasy, light headed, a vacuous stare

Palpitations screaming “doom lives here”

Magnetic levitation of my hair

A freezing response, a deja vu souvenir

Dwindling hope, tremor, anxiety, despair

An unsettled, sour gut, the taste of fear

A flash fuse, my spine does sparkle and flare

Exploding thoughts bounce then disappear

Unknown\'s vice, my chest does impair

A catch in the throat, an awaiting bier

On my toes in the gallows, the last gasp of air

A tightening of the noose, a frozen tear

Locked in time, awaiting a nightmare