Burnout

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By James Hoff

Emergency: this car is burning out. So let’s admire these growing track marks as the smoke clears, and curtains close in a haze of bittersweet chemicals. Last call, let’s speed away, run away, anything to get away, leave a few breadcrumbs and forget to check the sky for birds. The sun’s come down, and the moon’s comatose, so let’s let go, turn the headlights off, and find something new to catch my breath.