in a boxy ford
we drove thru the night
for ramsgate margate
brighton & hastings
nirvana & sabres of paradise
& marlboro & magic trees
cats eyes a metronome
in the kinetic dream sheen
motorway maintenance floodlights
~
the dawn was tired
driving back
a flipside to
the orange moon
souvenirs stashed
under backseat parkas
& marlboro & magic trees
cats eyes a metronome
in the kinetic dream sheen
motorway maintenance floodlights
rude oases of smelting black
~
the dawn was tired
driving back
a flipside to
the orange moon
souvenirs stashed
under backseat parkas
with sea salted socks
& windows wide open
our army boots tapping
our army boots tapping
to the median beat
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