The night the lizard came
our indolence was great;
we went to bed before
our eyes were heavy, limbs prepared to stretch or love
Immobile,tense and grey,
he taught us patience as
he waited for the dark
from time to time we could
not help but glance at him
and learn again that he
was more alive than us
in silent energy,
though his aim was only
the death of cockroaches
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