Driving back roads I’ve never been before, low evening sun
in my eyes, Led Zeppelin up loud (Jimi’s guitar & the abstract
construction of vocal lines…). Rounding a corner, there’s
a black cat in the road watching over a fake horse head.
I pull over,
“You’re late!” says the cat as it cruises away
Turn off the stereo, the engine, step out, see something
macabre in the verge & laugh.
Things are different round here.