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But let’s talk about you for a minute

With the vomit in your gullet

From a half-bottle of vodka that you’d stolen from the optic

In the back seat of your car because it wasn’t safe to start it

«You're far to fucked to drive» were the words that you imparted

And the woollen dress that clung so tight

To the contours of your body

And the dead grass stuck to fibres

From us rolling in the lay-by

We’re passed to dog-haired blankets

That protected the bench seat covers

And a crucifix was hung from rear-view mirror by your mother

I’m leaving my body to science; not medical but physics

Drag my corpse through the airport and lay me limp on the left wing

Drop me at the highest point and trace a line around the dent I leave in the

ground:

That’ll be the initial of the one you’ll marry now I’m not around

I flew for seven hours

The sky didn’t once turn black

You know I’d sooner go down in a ball of flame

Than I would lay here and be bored to death

All’s well that ends

I wake from sleep, my head and shoulders wet against the window

A frost had formed and melted, soaked me right through to my collarbone

If you were given the option of dying painlessly in peace at forty-five

But with a lover at your side, after a full and happy life

Is this something that would interest you?

Would this interest you at all?

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