An involuntary enter
an involuntary exit...

The enormous
brown,leathery mushroom...

The silence of the morning work bells
contrasts the roar of the modified Black Marias...

With the heavy rains
after the long drought...

The giant obelisk
rose to the sky...

People are walking
for health...

Imagine
things that are not...

I didn't know
who I was...

We journey
from the devastated Earth...

Is it all about ennui
keeping boredom at bay...

I wasn't born
in Ballarat...

Inspired places
no sad faces...