we were on the motorway and my eyes were closed i was dreaming we d lifted off like sandy and danny in greased lightning soaring to somewhere cloudless with a tank full of hope and a trunk full of plans below us a gridlock of seven seat saloons scream baby on board princess on board monster on board drowning out a drole descenter as he whispers baby i m bored he thinks he s so funny the spirit of a kiss may haunt but you re the one that i want our feet are sinking wherever they dare thread it s not the look of love we lack but the city wants to take me back her doors are open her legs are spread i open my eyes as we overtake a truck along it s side a big yellow message reads home is the most important place in the world i close my eyes again and pretend to sleep