Escape

my eyelids heavy
weighed down by lies from the past
that I can’t escape
–
dark skies-
mountain rains
flood the valley

alone on the road
speeding towards oblivion
far away from you
–
velvet panic-
our safe word
forgotten

under thick brambles
a stream runs through an arch
in an old stone wall
–
empty talons-
a chipmunk
avoids its fate

the wind in your hair
miles unspooling behind us
escaping our past
–
needle and thread-
finding holes
in a spider’s web

stumbling badly
pausing on the precipice
of complete collapse
–
smooth sailing
seeking freedom
from consequence