Check the tyres. Get the keys. Fuel her up. Due east. We're alone, you & me. I've got food for the road. We traverse these post codes. Black & white photos.

I can't focus on this life I lead when I'm still focusing on you & me. It took you long enough to realise. So tell it to me straight green eyes.


This is not desperate escape. A lovers pause or runaway. We're moving on. It's another day. She turned to me, closed her eyes, kissed my cheek. It's goodnight. Wide road, long drive.