After you die, you

put on a pair of shades and

go driving at night.

You crash again and

again, again and again,

and with each new crash

you're ejected and

fly into a bigger car,

wearing darker shades.

Eventually,

the car's as vast as God, the

shades as dark as Death.

You grin as you crash

into worlds, stars, galaxies,

into endless dark.