South African Cape Skink by Prosthetic Head (Own Work), CC BY-SA 4.0

The Lizard in My Room (A Poem)

By Great White Snark | The Snark Returns: Random Musings from The GWS | 19 Aug 2021

A tiny little skink,
Hanging out in the corner
Near the ceiling.
It's been mooching about
These four walls
For over a week.
Too afraid of me
To come close,
I can't catch it
To take outside.
There's nothing here
For you,
Not even a drink.
Why won't you leave?
In the end,
Everything does.

Post thumbnail photo: South African Cape Skink, by Prosthetic Head (Own Work), CC BY-SA 4.0

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Great White Snark

I'm currently seeking fixed employment as a S/W & Web developer (C# & ASP .NET MVC, PHP 8+, Python 3), hoping to stash the farmed fiat and go full Crypto, quit the 07:30-18:00 grind. Unsigned music producer; snarky; white; balding; smashes Patriarchy.

The Snark Returns: Random Musings from The GWS

SW/Web developer: ~12 years of C# (yay!) & ASP .Net MVC, Java (blargh!), Python (woot!) experience. I'm currently hitting faucets and writing for crypto to stake/invest . | I work part-time with animals. Sadly, my cerebellum and medulla oblongata aren't Einsteinian in proportion. However, I possess a Brobdingnagian vocabulary and get by with being a barbigerous logophile. I can probably write you into bed, if smashing Capitalism and Patriarchy turns you on. Kink is political!