The chameleon looked at me with anger

and began to throw tiny hooves at me

I could see the bone, and the blood -

what tiny creatures did these come from?

The chameleon grew larger, angrier, transparent

His toothless mouth opening wider and wider

Suddenly I realized, he was only hungry so 

I held him - he was only a light translucent blue then -

And he struggled

But eventually felt the firm and the warm and 

became solid, green.

He reached his palms out to me,

sat on my shoulder, held on tightly.