in the galaxy*
to Alistair Watt
circa 1985/1986
*lest it needs saying, a Ford ‘Galaxy’

an evening.
neon spans
above the highway
___– units our needle
_____lifted past –
greasing the hood
our windshield
theatre with light.
with a glance
a snatch of words
you were telling
me of a midnight
you shot over the
warm shoulder –
____asphalt intimate
____as memory – onto
the bridge at
‘the ton’ felt you
floated clear of
every barrier
till the other side
above the estuary
darker than winter sky
____– ‘hot’ ‘cold’ ‘empty’
______the dashboard framing
______the last possessions
______of sense.
the highway
corrodes the dusk
the steel weave
unravels a slow-lit
dark, voices
clamouring
in the pub.
hardly better nights
to travel than these
or better hands
on the wheel.
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Click on the link above to hear a reading of the poem. The accompanying music is from the track ‘Nostalgia’ from the 2009 album by Ryuichi Sakamoto ‘Out Of Noise’