Driving Hours (Stu Hatton)

reading dust
signatures
 
communication
of the road
 
we blur
trees
 
’92 mixtape,
landscape
mix
until we tire
of music
 
too-loud talkback vowels
when the tape
ejects
 
engine drone
hazes stale exchange
 
*
 
we stop
to wake
 
truckstop
litter
overflow
 
reminded by
the occasional
bird
 
*
 
driving out
of night
 
everything
vibrates,
the stars
 
even through
the petrol stop
 
no stills
 
*
 
motel mattress
tremors
 
remember
how to sleep?
 
air-con
insomnia
 
highway
still straining
south
 
flashing down
to the border