A Movie Reel Against a Wall (Poem I wrote)?

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In his head, the film projects a door
A movie reel against a wall
He wakes up in the war
Skylight crashes to the earth
The railing wouldn’t hold
An explosion on the day of birth
The days the sun was warm

Ticking bodies in a van
Arrive to pain in skin an bones
Looking down to braking land
He leaves the hotel all alone

Beneath the rage of funeral seas
The sickly bed sheets pull
Nail to nail and Plea to Plea
He leaves the hotel without his soul

What do you think?
 
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