I lean on a pandanus
they kept as a souvenir
the boys
drive cars
in wet sand.
Before kids,
before rendered blocks
and squared lilly pillys,
the beach
and the road
700 metres
of casuarina, pandanus,
acacia and swamp weed.
Tonka truck labyrinth
thinned crowds
to just mates
and girlfriends. Surf
A-frames, sit
around night fires
behind the dunes
out of sight.
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