The lizard scoots like a rider
Sprints sideways across a wall
To catch the beetles and spiders
It nods and shakes it's head
It's all the fire and fury of a dragon
Sunlight speeding it up in the hush
heating the limbs pushing it forward
flashing legs send it boosting into the shade
It ducks down and staunches up on it's haunches
It's flicks the fork tongue to check the air
Then one eighties on the wall
The reptillian leer appears
The majestic colored marks on it's body
Adjusts to the color of a nearby trunk
In some minutes it will be camouflage
A mouth planning to devour
Blending slowly into surroundings
a silent game
Power in stillness
A violent calculation
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