The real estate guy
with his accurate watch
and an eye for an angle
paces the laneway
in his infinite wisdom.
Drinking it all in.
Like a buffalo on kakadu bank.
but what's underneath
the ripple concentric.....
a masked opportunity?
a new fallen leaf?
There's a swampy miasma
hangs over this town.
Two hundred a barrel
black slimy shock
creeps up from behind
like an old giant croc.