Driving into the Sunset

Eager to catch the demise
on film
so I can watch it over
and over and
over until I am as casual
as a fat and pampered
house cat, who's unaware
of his impending rendezvous
with the square front end
of a lone roving midnight Buick.
Cut out my emotional response
with a switch blade
(now you see it
        now you don't, right?)
Flinging it into the grill
with the unexpecting cat
so I can live my life
on a higher edge
with no fears left
of falling off.
Even when I am this close
to tipping,
(as close as you are
to being caught on film.)
This close to the end.