dragon's_illusion_snake
Grievance eYe gaze poor through the blue azure break between
the high tired distance is clear now
fog snakes away, though it's a dragon

i drive like chipped paint
the road snaking in front of me, though it's a dragon

lost upon my duvet cover
yester-minds shiver
stoic gazes glisten inverted sighs
orange chards of pattern
leave walking burns
life breathed, doves dive deeply
and i lift my arms sleepily
their weight an illusion
scraped upwards from reason

the mirror on creveces of the road
splash as rain awash
its streams laughing candles
lighting the face of dragon
met and conspired to fly eventually, to heaven
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