Wherein the victims of the tragedy can only react as their animal instincts direct them. Somehow, the reptilian brain has overpowered the everyday thinking cap. This endeavor is not for the faint of heart or the gutless wonders who populate the nooks and crannies of the American state of mind. Be careful where you tread. No one has taken you into account. The truth can only be ignored for so long before it manifests itself of its own free will. The human animal can not be denied its animalness.

Jumping Jack Flash

“that piece of shit ain’t my father!”
uttered by the daughter of a 911 victim

Why are these lizards jumping from the towers?
Chasing after the bugs of life,
their tongues longer than their lives.

And the others? Scampering foolishly
up the doomed stairwells
to sacrifice Aztec virgins.

The lizard changes color to match his surroundings,
from concrete gray to fiery red,
changes his shape to match the speeding bullets.

Scurrying and worrying,
its four feet scrambling from iambic,
fanning the smoke as he spoke.

His brother lizards have left town
like ants floating across the river on leaves,
he flicks his tongue as the towers crumble,

his feet flail at the slipping buildings
and clouds of dust gather.
Will his tail grow back?