Joy Ride

You took me
for a joy ride,
took a chance,
risked a life;
I’m getting whip lash
from colliding
with the past,
a crash dummy
in all of your
experiments,
setting off
a head-on
collision,
with no room
for revision,
broken,
and dented,
a marred aesthetic,
no chance to
correct this,
the definition
of an accident,
and you,
the driver.