Slams the door

Cracks the window

Dints a smile

Burns a path in the grass

All the way

To the incinerator


Shouts an engine

Pounds a horn

Stamps a pedal

Screams a tyre black track


Ends a nightmare

Stops the moment

Snaps eyes open

Epiphany explodes, chilly knowledge

Noise and vision

It’s over.

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