Accident

Our cars collide

Within this boring suburban

Landscape.

In a flash

In a crackle and a crunch

Wheels screaming

Through the dead quiet

Of night.

A split second copulation

Cars kissed and fucked

Wet lips smacking

Metal conjoining.

Your car mounted mine

Violently

Breaking glass and fenders

Sparkling chrome teeth

Kissing and chewing

Licking fuel and lubricants.

You sent me spinning

Across two lanes

Of oncoming traffic.

The few moments of excitement

Were simply georgeous.

As my car bounced

Off of the far guard rail

We both abruptly stopped.

Machines breathing heavily

Post coitus.

As drivers of these once fine vehicles

It was our responsibility

To get out and start yelling at each other.

But dear...

That was so good.

I just want to lie here

Wounds bleeding

And smoke a cigarette.