russian roulette

four walls and a ceiling where nothing breathes, only heaves. put a round in the revolver. swipe a card and you’re my visitor. come in screaming and you’re the prisoner. spin the cylinder. heads against barrels, point it at the mirror. pull the trigger. freestyle unspoken verses over a phone, looking at you through the glass. hands up against this window of truth, confessions kill. lies live. spin the cylinder. confide in your killer, speak truths and pull the trigger. no one breathes. here lies the truths only the dead seek. spin the cylinder. pull the trigger. winners lose and losers forget it all. put another round in the revolver. your finger on the trigger, barrel against my head. look me in the eyes and tell me, this is love. click.