I think I’ve discovered
the fate of the disappeared
driveway lizard.
A well-chewed body
minus a tail
-I think she ate it-
lay at the base
of the stairs.
-She was proud of it-
But the mystery remains,
how did the poor fellow
get in the house?
Perhaps a prize
brought in last week
when she made her
brief unsanctioned foray
out the poorly closed
front door?
A toy for a few moments
until she got bored
and the lizard found
refuge somewhere
under the chest of drawers
in the foyer? Or perhaps
beyond claws reach
under the couch
in the living room.
It’s been a week
since the cat’s foray, so
perhaps the bluebelly lizard
thought there was
an opportunity to escape.
Maybe Lizard is called
the Dreamer with good reason.
Mind far away in the moment.
I hope not. Or I’m doomed.
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