I've always known
That I'd die in a car accident
Someway
Somehow,
And beneath the
Silent flicks of lightning
Stretching across
A plaster sealed sky,
The world stood still,
Molded out of clay
And gasping for air
Like a drizzled flower petal
Suspended in time,
For a moment so fleeting
It nearly escaped me,
I hoped some drunken
Speeding car
Would smash right into me,
For once not because of the
Complexity and dismemberment of it all,
But because I was okay with dying
In some moment where it all made sense.
Jun 16, 2018
Jun 16, 2018 at 5:48 AM UTC
I've always known
That I'd die in a car accident
Someway
Somehow,
And beneath the
Silent flicks of lightning
Stretching across
A plaster sealed sky,
The world stood still,
Molded out of clay
And gasping for air
Like a drizzled flower petal
Suspended in time,
For a moment so fleeting
It nearly escaped me,
I hoped some drunken
Speeding car
Would smash right into me,
For once not because of the
Complexity and dismemberment of it all,
But because I was okay with dying
In some moment where it all made sense.
