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The light appeared dimly, temperature the reading
climbing the last rung of the ladder
what a mountain
melting tar no thongs the remnants of water can

Smoke breathed rapidly from her gaping mouth
her cap soared high above the bonnets roof
set against the gums which lay above
the heat

She drank the life support as her engine idled
sounding out the breeze of the wire grass beyond
the wind ran warm fighting at her courage
with the mountain behind her she opened up once more

Travelers passed by windows widely open
the river to the left was life for oneself
sugar cane sang to the blue sky beyond
cut only briefly by those stilted dwellings

Arching back taking her all in
white lines dissected the heated mirage
your arm wanders aimlessly to the roads cool centre
or at less frequent intervals to a passer by