Wicked Exoneration

The escape room was a handy dorm

For dormant plays to awaken in danger

Claustrophobic lovers mishandled by banter

Anger had no space to dispute its shortcomings

The warnings were exit signs

Barely lit the dimming proved sunny days got cloudy

Fair-play rose cognizant monsters

Tapping hallow points without penetrable  force 

Weakened blows were extinguished passion

This studio couldn’t house the pained strings

The lightened bass

The choked croons

Even the moon couldn’t illuminate this darkened place

Spinning uncontrollably 

Drunken states fixated aeronautic traps

Even mumble raps and rambles formed sentences

Silence was left behind the tempted trigger 

Every second graced her lips

Soft silk blossomed pink bottoms

Flickering her tongue to boast

She had stumbled into the way out

Darkened tunnels weighted her vessel

Staring down the steel barrel

Russian roulette dating games 

Lessened the gauge of her spade

Life or death was a choice with each cohort

This east charlotte love letter left Cupid without ammo
Stripped from careful when seeking retinue
The figurine stumbled distraught without balance when thoughtful

Departure was always the open door to new junctures.