your little touches, playing
our hands are reaching over
our feet are pressed to the floor
we're hardly breathing
tree lines of tall pine
our eyes are marking distance
the signs are moving faster
put your hands all over me again
cut the wheel across the traffic lines
now, spinning out,
spitting blood against the windshield
our heads colliding on the dashboard
our faces cracking with the mirrors
this car is folding all around us
breathe in
breathe in slow
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