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Sleeping in the Train

I saw a gecko in the train
dreaming from one end to the other
a tropical infiltrate once clamoring
amongst leafy
rainforest trees
deep scent of Orchids
only it could smell.

This morning it hung
upside down
shivering naked
eyes closed in regretful sleep
tongue flicking now and then
at a fruit fly dangling
only in its dreams.