Taken With the Wind

XXXIII;

I could smell the smoke
The Gas
The intoxication
Rising
Falling
Rising again in my chest.
"Chasen?"
I called out
Coughing
"Yeah!"
He screamed from afar.
I could see him
Under the hood
He couldn't see me.
Intoxicating.
What was I doing?
Oh, getting the car.
"Is my car done?"
I walked up to his back side
Keeping a distance.
"Yeah, hold on."
He turned a wrench
I held my breath.
What was I doing?
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