Fur coat with long purple boots

black leggings and a peek of snake skin flesh

hair coiffed like a wig

a face that the wind had swept with sanded glass

stepped onto the bus in Bondi
Bondi rounded the corner from Bronte

a once challenging rockscape was now streetscape

inclusive of the must have fitness circuits

people jostled for space amongst the crowd

when paused to look at

sanded glass wind swept cliff faces

I was asked to snap a smart phone of two beautiful girls

out for a power walk
Jaded was the morning

with droplets of neurosis about yeah nah thinks

showered in rainforest steam and the smell of mandarins
Hash brown stacks atop of avocado fans

runny poached eggs and hollandaise

was eaten while perched on a cushion

looking out to sea
I’ve smiled my face off

ticking the bucket list of last opportunities

the muscles used to smile

releases the tension

of my grimace
all that at Bondi