Down Te horo

 Down Te horo road at the length of it
where dust settles

Next to the construction mix depo
Across from the convenience store

The haze of morning 
stretches between highways

the new one crossing where the sands begin
The old one from where I am from

Search the face of an elderly man
For one hint of optimisim

Down Te horo road
It's straightest stretch of road

where dozy neighbours appear
Dust caking their furry slippers

Not knowing if they should sip or chat
Cradling their coffee as much as their opinions