DINING WITH A GECKO
About to savour succulent mahi mahi from my fork
I pause with morsel at mouth in the Polynesian dining pavilion
When above my head a soft, moist diamond slowly extends its’ toes
A sparkling green, gray gecko in lantern light
At first one, then two and finally three
And splays them out on one foot
Holding them silently, shiny and wet
As it stares with hard reptilian eyes
At an unsuspecting ‘nono’ fly
On the reddish brown basketwork ceiling
Above my meal.
It strikes with a telescoping tongue and eats.
I close my lips and
Consume Tahitian cuisine.