Monday, September 10, 2012

Smoking, Reclining

Picture myself
With silver scales
Golden wings
Iridescent eyes
Skin as hard as armor.
I am a nothing
A dragon, of course
Not male, not female
And matching
Is my name:
Like the number zero
Full of nothing
Yet everything
For I am both of those
Yet none.
Picture myself
Reading a book
A small green book
Reclining on the rocks
Lungs of fire smoking
And icing
Smoking and icing—
A cycle lasting my eternity.

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