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A stretch of strangersOn a tattooed tongueOvertaking then overtakenBy buses and trucks,Swallowed and spat.We share much common ground,The tread of tyres on the ground — Driving — it comes with camaraderie,Trying to arrive despiteThe hypnotism of waves of bladesOf golden grass and dabs of thorn trees.The glare of the sun watersThe road in a mirageToContinue reading “The A1* is”