tale: Extirpation, Destabilization, Regeneration, Production, Promotion, Consumption
The Lizard is relatively strenuous to have anything wrested from; balance, in particular. Stoning (employed by trappous ornithologists) and blasting (NB the Lizard, whose skin may be quite smooth, exhibits a reversed succession of strata) are the two methods that apply. Balance regenerates leggardly as opposed to the tail. The Lizard Balance Extract is highly rated on asian markets.
tale: Holden Caulfield
The Lizard woke up into the first splashes of sun. She lapped a pensive gape, led around a squinted eye. Led on, led off, led up to the fields, where the winds lodge grasses to sleep. They force them on her. The lea shuns the light. It covers the air. That reptilian spirit of hers gives up, gives in and will give away among the blades.
tale: Absolute Frequency & Relative Paradox
When the Lizard reaches the Desert, the rising sun is barely audible. Days of the Lizard cease sooner than the Whale’s belly empties. When the Lizard assents she has reached a destination, she bares her chest before the moon in a hasty rumination. No combining. No nictitating. No twinkling. No howling. She swivels an eye in a plane or two, she thrusts her tail down the sand. She seeks silence, extracts dreams from the Desert. She slips in the former, crawls in the latter. No pondering.
Ascertained that today is unmistakably growing over, and that the sun is lurking in the east and her lids yearn toward the south, the Lizard will seek comfort among the sands. Young and cheerful, the Lizard would cover the ellipsoidal head with her flaccid little taper appendage. Since it developed into a tail, the tail turned infrangible and the head solid, the Lizard roves about, coats the third eye with sand and when first mirages lean out from behind the horizon, the Lizard knows. It has begun.
————————– by A. C., 2003, Pisa, Italy ——————