sleeping on the road shoulder
in a shower of glass and shard
a pink latex sunset
a cavity where the sky should be
crash and burn all the gravel tongue night long
all the sump flavoured darkness through
pulling your skin behind like a comforter
twisting road kill in your smoke bed
this gutter wine tastes blood
this blood smells waste oil gas and urine
that had not conquered fear
pulling its legs behind like a struck cat
the fat future rolling head on
the decision to get back in the wreck just to be hit
opened up on the road
an uneven surface of skin dragged back in
sleeping on the road shoulder
over the wheel out on the black top
all the metal night long
dragging the whole day behind like a comforting skin
at point of impact
twisting road kill in your fingers
squashed under the fat future rolling head on
opened up on the road a pink latex sunset
a cavity of sky
at point of impact a shower glass and shard
that had not conquered fear
getting back in just to be hit
crash and burn stuck forever
sleeping on the road shoulder for sympathy
the point of impact moving twice as fast
as the two impacting bodies crash and burn
