And as for you…

I warned you about Mercury

and how it was bound to fuck things up.

But, torpedoes be damned.

We can’t leave well enough alone.

Tires screeching as we careen

through the slick streets of our own city

 built on shifting sands

You grin, leering from behind the wheel…

at my dirty little snatch.

Take your eyes off the road

for a split second…

the scene dissolves…

fading to white

 A moment lost