try speeding down the train tracks, flow just right and timing (timingiseverything) has never been more perfect when the word suddenly decides to play. suddenly emergency brakes dont work anymore. no one knows how to operate the handle. pull the trigger, pull that bloody trigger.
(too close, how close is close enough. just want to bring you down so badly always trip over everything you say want to bring you down so badly in the worst way.)
the signs show one way when in actuality the realtime prove otherwise. messing plans up, messing everything that's ever been worked for. what is absolute and do you have any proof.
the sound of metal on gravel metal on gravel and the painful shriek of brakes (finally!). come flickering sparks and screams so quiet they make the mirrors break. it's this wham bham thank you 'mam theory that throws one into disarray. dig deep to get the fragments out; nothing's eventual. we will finally learn.
the journeys are never straight. it's all edgy- designed to test the mechanics of how far one can go. so cunning the chase, the stop gets further and further. sooner or later the engines will give way. and where will you be without a decision.
time's not going to wait.