And you’ll miss it

I can’t remember
the last time you blinked
and I think you’re a lizard
and I look at my arms
and the skin is covered
in crispy scales
desperate to fall off
and my tongue is dry
and I forget what we eat
and where we live
and how often we breathe
and why you’re here
and then you blink
and we’re both eggs
waiting to go again.

© Carl Burkitt 2020

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