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lizards 

black tar sweats, squabbles, shakes in the glare of the ocean of blue.
white light engulfs the sky. 
stealing the heat we grip the ground with our claws.
scan the black tar with our yellow eyes. 
our blood begins to warm.
her hair is melting to soft green scales and mine to black
blending into the ground.
we are lizards,
we laze in the sun,
it cannot scare us with its glare 
we are lizards, 
silent strong quick predators,
unnoticed yet still there. 

we stalk a flying bumble bee; shattered glass, yellow string 
buzzing it moves anxiously, falling, rising in the wind 

she moves too slowly to catch it 
it glides higher in the sky 
we watch as it soars to freedom 
we should have learnt to fly 

black tar engulfs my vision 
cradles and crushes my head 
white noise of harsh invasion 
her cry consumes my dread 
our scales snapped 
they tear from our skin 
without amour to shield the attack 
a stampede of torn and dirty shoes feast upon the remains 
they dig and dive into my stomach 
with intent to play their games 

teeth of bound dark leather 
snouts of practiced malice 
souls etched with childrens patterns 
dirt and gum 
now printed on our bodies 

with one more laugh and a jolt of pain 
they leave 

my eyes are blue now 
and hers are drowning 
the sky is blue 
the day pleasant 
the floor warm 
but the trance has gone 
our reality mangled 

we are no longer lizards 
we cannot pretend anymore 
we are children 
weak, shy, yet far too noticed 
labelled, bruised and saw.

by Jess Tizard

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