I Talk to Lizards More

I talk to lizards more these days.
My partners in the day, in ferns,
In the play of birds on leaves,
The jungle waving up above us,

Each one of us now equals
Under a long grey sky
That turns the sea to steel,
As quarantine turns us all

From individuals, from people,
Into bits of frond and reed,
Where the animals that speak
To me with tilted heads on trees

Echo in their watchful eyes
The words I squander on the skies,
As my loves not only repeat me,
But plan, one day soon, to eat me.

October 17th, 2020
Kaiholu