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collision
Contributed by
Cancer
on
Friday, 16th January 2004 @ 07:52:44 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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50.....driving tonight
nowhere special
yet driving towards a goal
driving for a purpose
the empty road
feels more like home
than any house or family ever did
60.....roll down the windows
feeling the wind
smelling the coming storm
i'll never see
i thought that the music
for tonight
would be important
but now i see that it doesn't really matter
just throw a CD in
not sure which one
and i can't help but laugh
when i hear "highway to hell"
it figures
i didn't wanna cry tonight
i didn't want this to feel personal
but i can already feel my eyes burning
the tears won't be far behind
(i can't believe i'm gonna do this
can't believe i'm just gonna give up)
70.....still excited
even through the fear
sweat cooling on my body
as the air rushes in
the soft glow of oncoming headlights
lighting the top of the next hill
i take a deep breath
let loose a dry sob
and push the pedal to the floor
75.....i turn off my lights
navigating by the trees on my right
and the barely visible barb wire fence on my left
85.....i think back over everything
the tears blurring my much needed vision
i think back and say goodbye
if only in my mind
95.....fumbling fingers light my final cigarette
steering slightly left
praying that we hit the top of the hill
at the same time
100.....i begin to laugh uncontrollably
my maniacal mirth broken only by
periodic screams of triumph
115.....feels like 200
the glow gathering and focusing
just over the hill
as i approach the top
oh god, it's perfect
127.....my car sails over the top of the hill
and flies over the hood
of the oncoming semi
(for a brief second
after the glare of his headlights is beneath my car
i can see him through the windshield
a look of confusion and total disbelief
i almost feel sorry for him)
(it sounded like the metallic fingernails of god
tearing a chalkboard sky to ribbons
it sounded like the mutual orgasm
achieved when dark machines *****
pistons pumping like steel erections
into hollow tailpipes and severed heads
it sounded just like i dreamed it would)
i'm sure my fender tore his head off
as my car rocketed into the top of his trailer
with no seatbelt on
and my seat pushed all the way back
it was a given that i would fly through the windshield
(stars
bright colored lights circling in my mind
warm, so warm inside
so numb
i think i can feel blood
all over me
but i'm not really sure)
0.....i lay broken and fading on the road
behind the twisted wreck of steel
still half-listening for the explosion
but it never came
just the distorted blare
of my somehow-still-functioning stereo
"Hey momma, look at me
Im on my way to the promised land
Im on the highway to hell
highway to hell
highway to hell
highway to hell
highway to hell
(dont stop me)"
Copyright ©
Cancer
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2004-01-16 19:52:44]
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Re: collision
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 17th January 2004 @ 04:44:16 AM AEST
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| it is terrific. built up tention step by step to the climax..Gah..crashed on the highway to hell.. venkat |
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Re: collision
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by EmSal on
Saturday, 17th January 2004 @ 05:02:24 AM AEST
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Whoah intense.
Emma. |
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Re: collision
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by Vitreous_Soul on
Saturday, 17th January 2004 @ 06:38:17 AM AEST
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Wow...I love the way you built this one. Speed increasing, heartrate accelerating, then wham...Pure, untouched, raw genius.
Truly,
-V.S. |
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Re: collision
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by ShadowDaughter on
Saturday, 24th January 2004 @ 01:40:56 AM AEST
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Whoa, not bad. I liked how you put in the bits about how hast the car was going at each stanza . . . for some reason, Ithink I like the first half way more the second. Go figure.
--Nora |
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Re: collision
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by Cobalt on
Monday, 2nd February 2004 @ 11:11:28 AM AEST
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| Sweet ass. I think they should be asking permission to be part of this poem. Heh. It was pretty good Cancer ol' man. You started this one off slow and then picked it up just like you were saying. |
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Re: collision
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by wyrd_faerie on
Monday, 9th February 2004 @ 12:45:17 PM AEST
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| wow, amazing... |
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