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some quality wallaby time today

wallaby and me

we're of a stillness

in head high bracken

careless of the next door's saw

or rush of road upstairs

we can keep a distance

knowing each in the other's place

all ears, like rabbity antennae

for hundred meters all around

I'm only woolly on the head

it's traffic of names and days in there

but here's the now I light in

kookas start up

the mozzies descend

we're each of us fast in the grass

turn and crouch, go over the shoulder

head up if one takes a step

each will itch, will scratch

because we are to our own laws

a fence away from order

I watch the penny roll away

I'm head over heels with it

                                                      (not my picture!)