Duke Albada - Trip Blog 3
Minnie Downs (Tambo)
Road-trip notes; a scale of sentimental values
Sandy tracks meander into shrubbery bush,
we head to mysterious destinations unknown.
A tree trunk rigidly salutes.
The sun-paled sky crowns iconic yellow grass fields,
beside lush green evidence of intense irrigation,
alternated by weary not-so-virgin stretches of ploughed red earth.
Worn tree speckled plateaus lie alongside smoking coal copies.
Parked cattle trucks shake,
sounding low "moos" and heavy hooves,
perfuming the air.
Red dusted car and lizzy blooded tires.
Mass fly suicides on my exoskeleton.
Crosses, rubber and roo corpses line the roads.
King wings soar above a murder feasting.
Sloth paced refuelling
10min parking spaces urge otherwise.
I zoom in and on