The road was a bandage, a blanket, a bridge
Meandering with me as a rock to ripen like sugar
So we could taste the sweetness of foreign food
As we flew past in a blur.
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We waited with wisdom in lay-bys
And drank with barbarians in strange pubs
But no price was ever sought –
Life was free.
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Round the corner
A blind dog, a hungry cliff,
A black hole; diamond turned to coal,
And mechanics and
Doctors who counted,
Tallied our bill.
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2012