Resolve rolls through me like thunder.
I shed the manners of paralytic volatility
to reveal an armor of reason.
I lean into my sword.
The fear before me splits open
like folds of warming ice cream.
It puddles at my feet,
As a passing storm,
only a dream of unfortunate circumstances.
Recommended Listening:
John Murphy
In the House, In a Heartbeat
from OST 28 Days Later
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