Flitting glances
I remember to look again, my hands stop in mid air
as I set aside the vessels...I look outside the kitchen window.
The setting sun shedding its glistening rays through the trees.
A gecko crawling against the wall, its tail a grotesque lump,
this unfortunate lizard has been giving me company
in the kitchen for many months now.
I've often wondered why its tail never grew back.
Or perhaps it did, just that it grew into this shapeless lump?
I was looking at one thing but this gecko distracted me...
I remember to look again, my hands stop in mid air
as I set aside the vessels...I look outside the kitchen window.
The setting sun shedding its glistening rays through the trees.
A gecko crawling against the wall, its tail a grotesque lump,
this unfortunate lizard has been giving me company
in the kitchen for many months now.
I've often wondered why its tail never grew back.
Or perhaps it did, just that it grew into this shapeless lump?
I was looking at one thing but this gecko distracted me...
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