Can a lizard stand on his own two
and face a mirror that shows his face?
highlights the scars and the pain underneath
exposes the faults
forces a reckoning
that makes him quake
and grits his teeth
beginning to peel
from the top to the floor
a sinking shape
transparent through the window of the falling sun
frayed and limp
like two split seams doing yoga with
identical means
in back arched poses
kissing the floor
finally
the last scaly remnants
of a full trembling spin
left to the dust
left to the wind
left to its own device