Lizard

Drag my feet across the textile,
its cold but I'm a reptile.
As the heat coils up my spine
taking complete control
till I could pass a lie detect with flying colors,
ask me a question notice the twitches,
why do I reside with in the comfort of ditches
found face down some ware out of town,
held my breathe but my heart kept beating.
Stand up tall but soon started leaning.
Lost in translation searching for a meaning.
Left the Haitian mage
relapsed and slept for days.
Slapped my inner child and told him I don't play.
So here I stand its me old stone face.
Deserving of the old stone cage.
Eating mold yolk eggs,
desided I'm a artist and this isn't just a faze.
In search of something beautiful, ya that's the reason for my ways