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When the sun goes down and dark
A lizard takes his time to meditate
It could just as easily be a female
But who am I to judge or take a look
I respect other creatures rights to privacy

When the lizard decides to sleep it stops
Lays a weary head upon a rail road tie 
Drifts into a reptilian sleep of peace
An ever present smile on its leathery face

An uninvited train goes speeding bullet by
On an otherwise pleasant evening breeze
Male or female impacts do not matter to the tracks
At this hour trains should take a nap or little brake

We can only imagine what it was dreaming
Perhaps of insects on a sticky tongue 
Perhaps there is an afterlife for lizards napping
Who sleep on railroad tracks then splatter
Who become no more of life's small mysteries
While stranger things still happen after that


Authors Note:  A lizard of undetermined gender should be remembered.

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