tiny lizards
climb the porch screen
they jet around
then remain still
watching me slowly
oh, am i the danger?
then why am i a bit scared?
there’s a breeze
the ducks wade in the water
ducklings follow them
the mothers protect
and keep them away
oh, am i the danger?
i should probably move away
the sun bakes my skin
but the trees’ shade
feels luxurious
the grass is warm
but the sand is cool
and little ants
carry on avoiding my legs
pardon me, was I in the way?
what a danger just being me
les’nspired
