Distance
is the steamy haze
of miles of brown nothing;
it is the unstated loneliness
covered in dust
along tracks that
wind on like serpents
that spit the fire of midday
and lie cold in the
blackness of the starry, starry night.
This is the outback,
the place of death
and connection
where the ancients
blow still their
breath of meaning
on this expanse,
filled with sun and dust
and flies and creatures
that have learnt to live
in its beauty of extremes.
14/6/2017