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