Lizard Lizard on the Wall

I have a good coexistence score,its high on the peaceful side,yet its been tested only against humans.

 Darwin maybe a few centuries old and fragmented memory that keeps hopping on survival.Yet we stand and go about our business as established lords of our spaces.

We rightfully claim space in the universe.As such this space saw me balancing on stools,because the curtains in my Kingdom  needed to see the washing machine,and the stool was witness to quite a servile stance not a typical lord of the universe approach when i have a duster in hand.The stool and another co habitant.

A lesson I just don’t learn is to let things just be,any place in this house could be now infested with lizards,I did mention co habitants.This is my second encounter in two months.Where flying slimy creature have nose dived on me or past me in their haste eaning always seems to be getting me into trouble,I shall have to rethink my existential strategies for floating in cleanliness.To mainly avoid confrontations.

It so happened that a baby lizard again was practicing its sticking tactics around my dirty curtains warps and wefts.

It startled out of its lazy break of just sticking in hung mode( don’t you think lizards are meditative creatures,they have capacities to just stay in a place ,ruminating on the next kill or just staring at passing life,were I not creeped out by their touch I may just have admiration for the sheer laziness in their boneless forms)jealousy at their routine less existence,as such these observations ,borne out of mutual distrust, I make from healthy distances.

Skipping over the dance that ensued ,twirled around to the spontaneous music provided by yours truly.

My mind started out with a non violent approach but when the territory of the cupboard was breached putting my clothes at contamination risk,I quickly swung back into my fumigatory murderous tendencies.

However the agile padded waddler managed to slink behind protective objects,having inside intelligence on the things I hold dear(Theory being that in their suspended state they absorb information bouncing off walls,like oh that lovely dress,fabulous curtains,just maybe.)it missile dived behind precisely those.

Very clever critter.No artillery I used seemed to deter it from its race to destination oblivion.

A lucky day in its life I would like to think,otherwise my artillery of a newspaper grab and throw,handle of the curtain rod, and sonorous voice at cringing decibels is usually enough to scare the toughest of adversaries.I am not laying my weapons down,each territory could be hostile.

I cannot live with the constant knowledge that It could be anywhere.Also according to Darwin were I to let my prey be, a few hundred centuries on maybe Ill be hanging off walls being wadded and batted by evolved lizardry.

All for Mankind.This is war.