Excerpt from Nullabor Song

This is an excerpt from Nullabor Song, my stream of consciousness poem I wrote whilst travelling across the Nullabor Plain, Australia on the Trans-Pacific Railway in September 2010. I read to myself to cheer myself up from time to time because it speaks a different reality than the one I usually inhabit in London, England. Here's a taste for ya -

join the places
dot to dot
lines on empty
plains of nuthin’
plenty of empty
rock upon rock
too much here
to know what is what
rocks in heaps
single rocks
rocks like sheep
with pure breezes
rollin’ in
from the east -
winds on face
and wisdom fires
whip those rocks

There's plenty more from where that came from but that is enough for now.