Screaming through the night
Headlights - I think
The sound, the flash
I wasn't focused.
Should have been.
This car won't drive itself, will it?
Where have I been?
Most of the way home, and
Until some adrenaline junkie flew by at ten thousand miles per hour
I was... somewhere.
There's a space between "A game" and dinner
A lag in space-time
A strange encounter with ourselves
Our souls might belong here...
I don't know...
I can't remember
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