did me over

man they done me good

I’d organised travel tickets

got them sorted for health insurance

papers in order for borders

reassured ‘em I could speak Spanish

enough to get us by anyway

& as soon as they felt the wind

burning deep on their faces

under a stranger sun

paralysed at the gas pumps

unable to find food they knew

the bitching started

it was too hot too cold

the meals tasted funny

& I felt it knew straightaway

cut into to the bone

cleaved straight through

they wanted to go home

find a place safe

giving no time to acclimatise

feel the fun in the new

catch surprises on every corner

so I cut ‘em loose

let ‘em go back to mommy

& the road was finally

my own

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