Dragonlight

there’s a grin without a dragon

at the bottom of the stairs

each step you take

a tortured breath

descending two by two

your silhouette and you

gliding in the shimmering light

silver fading to a grey

that dragon ghost curls and shrinks

there’s nothing here today

 

 

Copyright June 2014

 

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