Not an Accident

real love is a car crash
that you survive
whether the airbags deploy
whether you go through the windshield
whether you explode on impact

I feel everything stop
and I go out on the pavement
watch the emergency crews
cut the roof of the car off
with a K-10 saw
they peel back the sheet metal
as if it was a can of tuna fish
and they were in the mood for a sandwich

when they look inside
and see us all torn apart
and crushed in odd ways
will it be odd
for them to note
we’re still holding hands?

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