Resume the game

Resume the Game

I see only through sound
Swaying and bolting silhouettes
The grinding and crashing these six make
All ears trained on them

Mine are on another
Her face framed in flesh
Her smile doused in debauchery
My appetite extends talons
Dare she enter
Into my reaping?

A meeting of two psychopaths
Like Bronson and Cray
One of us is scared
But our eyes play the game
Not to win
But because it is fun
My loss is her gain
And my gain would also be hers

Our hearts joined only by the beat
the sound giving way to cracks of light
enough to keep my trance

She gets drunk on me, all over me
I refuse to play this game
And i give her away