I Mean, I Cruel & I Heartless

Caught in

A bell jar

It beats

Its wings

The pixie

Giving off light

In a squeaky voice


For freedom


I cruel

I Mean

Watch the sparkles

The dust

Fly off the body

Watch the light


To smolder

I heartless


It warns

It begs

It pleads

As the light in its eyes

Begins to fade


By grey

As the wings

Drop off

And scales



The lizard


Hitting the glass

Snapping the “bell”

Its claw

Pushes me down

Into my place


The bell jar

Where I


To the lizard mean

The lizard cruel

The lizard heartless

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