i
she's a natural brunette
with blonde highlights
when the weather flutters
her strands wave in
and curl out at the bottom
ii
in australian heat
granite coloured ripples
slide down and up
suspending time
fourteen metres high
iii
at certain angles
you’d expect to see
the top of an hour glass
domed over the stationary sand
as if you could watch time
run its fingers
through her long, stony hair





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