Thursday, April 28, 2005

Rockhampton's side-
walk café society
is confined mainly to
the verandah of the
Main Steet McDonalds
& is set apart
from its companion
milieux in Paris or
Sydney or San
Francisco not by
its size or the topics
of conversation
but by the punctuating
aroma of cowshit that
tsunamis from the two-
trailer cattle trucks
passing by near the end
of their often several
hundred kilometre journey
to the local meatworks.
 

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