A distance only measured under Google’s
eye – I’ll drive – you drive [much more]
across East Sussex by roads we know [but
I am guided against red throbbing veins
of road rage & hold-ups – by satellites
& tech bros] – We know tight routes by a
brace of lights – day & night – Thrashes
pass on by-passes – I am a poor follower
of diesel-shitting white vans & 4×4 men
& women in electric cock extensions – A
distance only taken for love’s journeys