30/08/2012
Shongololo rail tours
Shongololo. Half formed
images creep around
the edges of my brain,
ululating Shongololo
to the rhythm of the track;
in killing heat and wasteland
where the dry air spills into
my open, empty lungs
the millipede of sound
rolls out into the future.
I still struggle with organising this site. Sometimes I think I’m on the way to a look, a functionality that suits me. Then I get something wrong and I’m lost.
I like the idea of touring Shongololo by train, how clever of my cookies to spot that.