Drained Passion

a dragon is born screaming

an unexpected birth

shellshocked

i am blind to the breadth of its pain

at first


then i look

cold into the howling eyes

embrace the poisoned spines

kiss foetid lips

to drink their fire

climb inside the dripping wound of its belly

and become the monstrous body


my monsters are pensive now



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