It was that feeling you experience when falling down the drop of a rollercoaster.
I’d lost my breath as it escaped my ribs hand in hand with my voice and in that moment everything went silent.
An old fashioned film played slowly in the back of my head as we staggered between two vehicles of fatality, deaths forewarning tapping mockingly on my shoulder.
Blank eyes on calloused hands my fate sealed as I pressed myself into his body.
Our sins smoking off his tires evidence through charcoaled black lines on glistening pavement