A short poem I have just writen
LIZARD ON A BRICK
A small,curved
Thin line of dappled black on silver calligraphic ink
Cold
It poses momentarily on the hot brick
Panting
You can see it breathe in and out
Admire its long sinuous neck , the knobby gripping toes
Startled
A sudden tail flip
And in the blink of an eye
It vanishes between the cracks .
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