this the night dead gum leaves with wet glass sheen

ghosts of brand new green

headlamps diamente eyes starstruck by the big dark

energy drink kids sitting on the hill pointing

high-vis jogger with his iPhone torch on

ripped black crystal ashfelt

finger-stained metallic box

foggy window of unit 3 hot with the smell of the roti maker

sound of “hello young couple”

baby frowsy head small in the curve of his father’s arm