in theory

the party

the highs

the crank

and the cranking of the music

the car

a hummer

too big, too much power

the death

she hadn't done anything

she was just in the wrong place, the worst possible time

no way to stop it

she even looked both ways

had she stayed for the end credits

she would be here

but she died

like a character in that movie she wanted to see so much

the funeral

lachrymose

morose

somber

crying

"it was too early"

"not her time"

he's

cutting

blaming

more crying

confessing

anything to avoid the truth of his mistake

the mother:

lawsuit.

someone has to pay.

deathrow.

"it's the only verdict i'll stand for."

the judge:

she died how?

the defendent:

i don't know...

i didn't see her

it wasn't worth the high

and now...
she's gone
he's gone

gone.

at least for now.