With the sun on my left,
our shadow to my right
and the moon slipping out
from behind clouds overhead
I drive away.
Over rickety tracks and crossings,
past rusty windmills
and sleepy sheep;
familiar signs that are still so strange.
Repeating silent prayers for those left behind
by the roadside, buried in flowered nests.
The radio says it’s honest,
but keeps on crackling lies –
all I want is to turn to you.
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