Last night I drank and smoked, met two French guys
Turned into a late night, surprisingly
I´d had no sleep the night before. Surprise
Can be bad, too. The car park constantly
Played loud classical music. Couldn´t see
A way to get to sleep in that hot car...
Even tried the beach, listening to the sea
As the sky lightened, but didn´t get far
Just one hour´s sleep, just before I left for
St Jean Pied de Port. The Pyrenees -
Green wooded hills, where dotted sparingly
Red and cream farmhouses that proudly share
Their Basque inheritance with passing eyes
All the way to Spain, where I soon will be
Wed 7 October
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