Not an Accident

real love is a car crash

that you survive

whether the airbags deploy

whether you go through the windshield

whether you explode on impact

I feel everything stop

and I go out on the pavement

watch the emergency crews

cut the roof of the car off

with a K-10 saw

they peel back the sheet metal

as if it was a can of tuna fish

and they were in the mood for a sandwich

when they look inside

and see us all torn apart

and crushed in odd ways

will it be odd

for them to note

we’re still holding hands?