Six Speeds to Eternity

Start.


First.


Slowly moving into the realm,
Solely inhabited by memory,
Turning through the vagueness,
Only found in mere references,
Near the limit.


Second.
Low pitched groans,
Erupt into bloody screams,
Blood gargles in the throat,
The night lingers on,
Interrupted by mobile incandescence,
A deer in the headlights,

Third.
The man leans on the piano,
Staring at the wooden beam above,
Heaven is but three feet above,
The screaming stops,
Only silence is left,
Building, building, building.

Forth, The fall,
Heaven achieved dropping below,
The wind blows forth, icy cold,
Over the top, through the windows,
Rocking back and Fifth.
The door opens,
Illuminating white framework,
Pulled from the sheet metal,
Oil pouring, in its illustrious red,
Explanation void and misunderstood,
Running, running, running,
Burning.
Clutch.
Sixth, Images assault the remnants of the fragmented mind,
To fast to stop now,
Approaching the eventual limit,
Tree, Piano.
Tree, Piano.
Tree, Piano.
Tree.
Wire, Cliff.
Wire, Cliff.
Cliff.

Restraints removed,
Jump into oblivion.

He was an angel in his last moment,
And then there was the fall.