There was an Iguana:


There was a great Iguana
Scented like an ancestor
In the shadow of a rock
Between some leaves
Eons from Montserrat

Colored like my eyes
Striped shades of my skin
And claws that were all sorts of...
Fascinating
Unnatural silence
No motion or emotion
A voiceless voice
From beyond some far distant ocean

Face to face
A drum humming in my chest
Warrior
Warrior
You are simply the best

There was an Iguana
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