Hunter hunted
Through the starlight —
The Catseye glowed brighter
None but one, the one that slipped —
Trembling fingers through the trigger
Canon
Rounds drilled through the Parade
Boom — Boom — Dash —
Step… Clap… Walk Away
Empty Voices ring in the Air
Noblesse Oblige—
Distress disguised as a Dream
Dining on Deceit after Dark
Dis-ease drumming the heart
Dissonant Desire’s Debt accrued
Haunted
Quicksand of passion — and of hope —
Sucked me, snared me to the dirt
A hunter without a barrel to load —
A hunter hunted before the chase begins
An addict, a convict,
Drowning in the pleasure of guilt
Oblivious to the lingering shadow
Draft
Rounds fired till the Muzzle smoked red
Prepared for this game of Roulette
Chase to the Game with my dear Musket —
Fortune at stake — loaded with Regret
Wishing without an End
Fanfare
Cries by the eager Apparition
Staring with a strange Attraction
Driven by a voluntary Compulsion
A lasting legacy of Connection
Facing the Demon’s illegible Screams
Nature’s Terror now Unleashed
Stuck to my Gun, so did the Muck
A Lifetime of Grief kept me Stuck
Rondo
Shots like fireworks burst on the horizon
Hollowing the slots one by one
Boom—Boom—Dash—
Dash—Dash—
Finger on the trigger
The Phantom still lingered
Warfare waging on Luck
Russian Roulette, just
Reversed