We play hopscotch between countries,
the checkpoints forever open,
and our mobiles roam from the Netherlands
to Germany, to Belgium, and back again.
In Belgium there’s a new viewing tower
stretching up and up and up, capturing vistas
of integration, from Aachen’s rebuilt streets
to Maastricht where this all began.
An information board in several languages
tells us about this strange wedge
of land, once four borders and more,
but which you can now truthfully say