we are who we are,
when no one's looking,
illuminated dragons ,
revealing few people
and fewer demons.
like a subtle way of heating coal,
when one is cold,
in a mythical world.
through a half-full vodka bottle,
seeing a monster
on a battering grimy glass.
Soul-free, no bearing
knows half the truth,
of what was open,
yet private and closed.
| Are you intimating that dragons are mythical? I am pretty sure we are just as mythical to dragons. |
I am cold too. I need some magic coal to make me warm.
Ply my dragon with drink to see if he will talk. This might work
but will secrets be revealed or just unpleasant truths?
|| Posted on 2012-10-11 00:00:00 | by DaleP | [ Reply to This ] |