29 August 2016

As I drive to you

high beams burning

under halogen haloes

I can’t help thinking

a kangaroo will jump out and

kill me


And I wonder if you’d realise

or just think I’m late

‘Cause I haven’t told you yet

but I think I found God

today, at the bottom of my fourth tea

(he said he’d been expecting me

I washed him down the sink)


The roos stand aside

and watch me float past

saluting my ascent

into the musky blue


I drive through the gates

bump in a pothole

slide to a halt


Standing there with a torch

in a crumpled white shirt

pre-heated embrace


You’ve been expecting me

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