Tonight the window
Is alive again
With geckos
Like a family
Big ones and small ones
Male and female
With eggs showing
Inside their bellies
Pressed against the glass pane
They fight and bite
Run to and from
Waiting for their meal
On the way
On little wings
Attracted by the light
The fly lands
For the last time
With its short life
Cut even shorter
Is there a lesson
For us?
I didn’t think so either