Parings
Thin strips that have been pared off from my mind
17 February 2020
Nürnberg
What is it like to be a sleepy chameleon hanging out on a branch?
He must get a lot of random visitors, peering into his lair.
He reached out for me as I approached.
Maybe he wanted to clamber up onto my face, and escape.
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