(Tom Pearce, Photographed by: Yours Truly)
Curiosity gets the better of us, a barbed fence away and we’re hand in hand running out in the open,
Plains melting into the rockformations, feet melting into the plains.
Bees nests, prickly grass, snake holes, and not much else for miles,
Untouched by greed and unnecessary cruelty,
True civilization.