As requested, a piece for critique

[woodsmans_wife]

Grappling with the Earth
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A lizard spat its intestines
on the back porch
there it laid with its tail a distant island
but still reaching like a limb
the mouth coughed
and coughed, from his tongue
reached a liver
or maybe a heart

I with the basket of seeds,
the cat with swagger, noted this duly
Before we were down
gyrating in the dirt, choked with soil
and seed, by then the lizard is gone
down into the mire to pass away