Crash ★★★★½

Shiny metal, baby.

As one said to the other: “I will shove deep into your heart, and puncture your ventricles askew.” The complications of love are centered around the strangest responses and the demanding cries of everything to place in any open orifice. Meat pops when it tenderizes by something tender. Scars open like curtains. Ripping the fat edges outward to spray air and seed on an exposed tendon. This is all because it’s love, joy, and remedy. This is all because you loved it.

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