Fettered lights passed by from the train
unk cachunk cachunk cachunk cachunk
a man was standing up in the first car
standing up in the first car and walking
down the corridors holding on to the
railing
Tall man black clothes tall man heavy brow tall man fearful smile scared of something that was coming or something that was already there tall man reeling but with not drunk tall man with blood following his hands one hand on his chest
unk cachunk cachunk cachunk cachunk
Each scene from the window a new play
Lasting seconds only one car to the next
unk cachunk cachunk cachunk cachunk
Last car a woman was holding a gun pointed
outwards point outwards towards the man
Two am and the lights fettered on and off
as the train hit the railings blood smeared
on the walls a hooded black figure hugging
the man unk cachunk cachunk cachunk
His lips moved Tall man falling to the ground
unk cachunk cachunk cachunk cachunk
Woman bleeding now gun to the ground
Romeo and Juliet play Except by the choice
of one
I have to pity the person who is going clean up that mess
White wisps falling out of the body mists revealing no bodies but blood and the souls wavered for a second before they split ways It’s time for the tax collector to pass by and grab his due
unk cachunk cachunk cachunk cachunk.
Daydreams that build Worlds 
That was a little too intense :3 – Overall, I liked it. Is there a chance we can get a few more?
Yeah, of course. There’s a lot of non-speed poetry in here as well, more prose poetry stuff. I hope you would be satisfied with that until I can create a new one :) Check out for instance Icarus.
But be careful, if this one is intense the others may be worse.