Lizard Luxuries - Friday Meulengracht-Madsen

To be a lizard

I scale a yellow clay wall

Tail wriggling swiftly

My little heart beats fast

Crunching insects in between my jaw

Legs sticking out of my mouth

Not caring about another’s wellbeing

Drinking droplets of water off the bright green moss

The only thing I care about is living

Small scales lining every inch of my body

Reflecting the warm sun that I bathe in

Oh the luxuries of being a lizard