Wednesday, 24 March 2010

Dead gecko

You prowl the dwelling,
Seeking sustenance in the niches of our home,
Your success is your size - a giant of gecko!
The perfect eco insect repellent.

Your skin adapting to adobe walls, your patient stillness in the doorjamb,
By all including me as I close the door.

The crunch of tiny bone sickens as much as your fall to the floor,
floundering, flailing,
As I reach for something to end it,
You gasp, defiant dragon, your adaptive, diligent resilience snuffed by an oaf with a shoe.
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