the air was more than human

and the heat was more than hungry

and the cars were square and spitting diesel fumes



the bulls were running wild

because they're big and mean and sacred

and the children were playing cricket with no shoes



the next morning we woke up man, with a 7 hour drive

well there we were stuck in Port Blair

where boats break and children stare



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there were so many fewer questions

when stars were still just the holes to heaven

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disembarking from the port

with no mistakes of any sort

moving southly engine running smooth



officials were quite friendly

once we drowned them with our sweet talk

and we bribe them with our cigarettes and booze



the next morning we woke up man, with the sunrise to the right

moving back north to Port Blair

where boats break and children stare



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