Hello Great North Road

my old friend I wonder how far north you travel? The road goes west starting two doors up from the Dog’s Bollocks ending at sunset. So many sunsets Facebook and Instagram couldn’t contain them. So many yellow lines, white stripes there’s hardly a Valiant left to defy them. Now the years overtake us. Visits as a boy to Uncle Bruce and Aunty Lindy in their K’Rd council flat led me to the greatness of  the great north whipping its dusty tail up to the skyline of  Reinga. Yet why do I see your darkness as silence my friend? You’re a sleek black eel pumping blood all the way to Karekare, to Muriwai, to Bethells, to Piha, and our vehicles surf the surges back to K’Rd, back and forth, LOL, rocking up our shock absorbers and surfboards. Keep bringing the waves Great North Road. Keep saving the whales! Keep the toheroas shining tucked away from spades in sandy bolt-holes. Smile in your cars and honk honk honk on the Great North Road.