comes up
on the sat nav
& i go on straight
damn thing wants
to do a u turn
take me back again
i turn it off to
travel like pyrates
paper map with creases
20+ years past
no way do i want
to go past her place
unless there’s a guarantee
of weeds in the yard
rusty car on blocks
strong hints of decay
smashed windows
held up in cardboard
not that i’m bitter
just that i’d like her
to be doing less well
than this pyrate
driving circles in hell
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