Drive.
Just swerve right off.
I could do it.
Right.
Now.
I could almost feel the wheels of the car rolling
Right below the layer of machinery that lay between them and I
A flick of the wrist and it'd be done
And the car holding me would tumble
and roll down the slope going down off the road
And the windows would shatter into a million tiny pieces,
And I'd count them as they flew past my eyes
Right until my last breath escaped.
But my hands stayed steady on the wheel
And that's where they'll remain
Drive.
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