A day of life in the Outback

Everything is still, except for the river 

Which was as long as time itself

Silver fish which turned rainbow in the sun

Were like streaks 

Painted

On a dull grey line that stretched along the outback

If there were any human footprints 

On the flawless, tangerine bank

They were so faint

You wouldn’t be able to see them

In the middle, there was one lone tree

One lone tree

To stand up to the repeated beating

Of the sun

A bully

Which would torment the setting

Time and time again

For eternity