Bring it to life with a Crank and let it roar. These wheels won’t carry us away without it. Escape artists, cowards, or whatever you may call us, we’re navigators of our own lives reading the signs in stars and hearts. Long reaches of asphalt connecting us to the next; yellow lines to follow and exits not to miss. No law bounds or forbids us from packing up and seeking a hunch or prod that might suggest that there’s no longer anything here.
When we get there remember that we were asking questions not committing in blood, and so if it doesn’t seem right Crank the engine to life and keep on. You are responsible for the hands and feet you look down and see, and your job is to only rest them wherever they’ll be most happy.