It’s snowing sideways.
Heavy wind.
I’m high as shit
and I think that
I’m going to hit
a patch of ice and
lose control of the car,
and crash,
and die.
I see myself lying
over my steering wheel,
head through the
windshield.
Bloody.
Broken.
Fuck,
I think,
I wish it was
sunny and warm
again.
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