Pulling over for the precious metals,

despite the lack of humanity felt in my fingertips,

and waiting for the recoil.

and somehow subsequently pulling away from those same precious metals,

mouths left agape,

theirs and mine….theirs and mine

yours and theirs.

Howling with laugher,

and shining back and fourth,

back

and

fourth,

Me and You,

Theirs and mine.