Running south on the Central Queensland highlands

It’s big
It’s open
Its vast

The yellowy brown grassy plain
Stretching to the horizon
Dots of trees and scrub


Open Plains of Central Queensland

It’s all big
The distance
Nearly 300k and only one town

Big coal mines
Big road trains


Road trains lined up at a road house

And me zipping along on my motorbike
A speck in time and space.

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