i wonder what it would be like to hit
the median head-on. the world becomes
hot metal and pressure. i'd hear my tires
claw the pavement, smell something burning.
all of it, too much friction. too much...
maybe my body would be light, all the bad
parts filtered through another sphere
and kept away from me.
i'd be
another animal caught on
the wrong side of headlights.
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