What would it look like, to stop making things seem normal?
What would it mean, what would it feel like?
Would it feel better than this or worse?
If I let go and let everything come out
If I shouted and screamed and slashed and burned?
Because normal is only plastered on top.
The rot is underneath, doing the damage.
I came around the corner driving at forty, the car was stopped blocking my path.
To my left a brick wall, to my right a ravine.
I had no choice but to let the cars crash.