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