200 k’s of bad road
suddenly smooth and neat
a truckstop through the glare
a new day, I drove all night
kangaroos dodging everywhere
my eyes are fried
a truck stop is a Mecca
fresh coffee and a scratch
everyone stops for something
bleary eyes of the night shift girl
I get off at 7am
it’ll be a scorcher today
just a fresh pot of coffee Love ?
strong and black
hot engines refuelled
cold engines with caravans behind
blow steam from exhausts
maps neatly folded
bags repacked
the ‘Thermos’ filled to the brim
CB’s crackle “the grey nomads are awake”
suddenly smooth and neat
a truckstop through the glare
a new day, I drove all night
kangaroos dodging everywhere
my eyes are fried
a truck stop is a Mecca
fresh coffee and a scratch
everyone stops for something
bleary eyes of the night shift girl
I get off at 7am
it’ll be a scorcher today
just a fresh pot of coffee Love ?
strong and black
hot engines refuelled
cold engines with caravans behind
blow steam from exhausts
maps neatly folded
bags repacked
the ‘Thermos’ filled to the brim
CB’s crackle “the grey nomads are awake”