we stole ourselves
like fugitives
into a gold ford cortina
early start still dark
roof rack all roped up
on top a gold ford cortina
buckets & spades
waiting on the innocent trade
of sand & seashells
in the suitcase boot
~
dawn bloom & diesel fume
over
the
service stations carpark stretch
&
devons hills
devons wonderful hills
roll by
outside
a gold ford cortina
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