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the lizard

The Lizard 

He had travelled long distances before
going back to where he was  a child
Stopped out what had been his parents 
house, someone else lived in their flat
perhaps a child sleeps in his bed and 
dream his dreams.
He was overwhelmed by a sudden 
sense of loss because his childhood had
been hard, and there is no bed but
a sleeping bag
He had, as an adult, constructed his own
childhood, one he came to believe 
and told other people over and over again  
The lizard, on his back, was set free 
to glue itself on someone else's  back 
Written by oskar
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