Fence Wizard
nervous dagger,
no caesar to slay,
heat will not die
and it surely is king
of alabaster and tan,
the only flag known,
crumbling like the foothills,
a fuzzy kind of real
thick with blurry waves.
caffeine for cold-blooded veins,
which simmer more fervent
than any mammal,
making love to burning stone,
chest to chest;
one heartbeat enough for both,
the squamous belly sleek
against coarse, mummified clay.
it's an alliance so fast
it could flee in a blink,
disappeared to some nowhere,
evading the pluck of a kestrel.
other times
the fence wizard
sits like speckled dough,
impossible to snatch,
camoflauged by its oven-magic.
might, at long last,
the wizard choose the talons?
to witness, as a sage might,
the world from highest perch?
such has always been
the beautiful strategy:
staccato reconnaissance
from hairline eyes,
a snatch of clues
to surmise the truth
from fragments.
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"Fence wizard" is a play on "western fence lizard," a common species in the chaparral.
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