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inertia drive

 
senses detect millimetres  
between rubber and kerb
computer calculates
approach and apex
computer monitors the engine
five-thousand
clutch
four-thousand
clutch
redline
compression-brakes
sends shockwaves thru the chassis  
 
 
It’s some kinda death wish
if you keep handling me
the way you do
like a weapon
somebody innocent is gonna get hurt
and if you keep on pushing
I’m gonna to give it to you
right between the thighs
 
 
I drive you home
condensation
sweats through the windshield
crystal haze smoulders in the taillights
the smell of testosterone and gasoline
burns rich
in the cold night air
 
 
I sense it
the way you stare into the lights
butterfly kisses
drying your wings
waiting for me to catch you
 
 
whatever the price you’re willing to pay
I ain't worth it, girl
so wipe me from your pedestal eyes
 
 
and I’ll turn out the lights
wander off the road
with you on my mind
driving me over the edge
flipping ass over into the drink
whiplash, snapping the neck
hanging from my safety belt
watching the rocky shore
disappear through the glass
and the sound of steel folding
under the weight of the world
 
 
the black river
swallows me whole
 
 
senses detected me losing traction
between the flames and my baby girl
I calculated the trauma
purring too fast for her little heart
I monitored the pain on her face
I’m sorry
clutch
I’m leaving
clutch
redline
breaks
shockwaves     
 
Written by case28 (Alexander Case)
Published | Edited 29th Aug 2017
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