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 020104 ... . . 041219 what's it to you? who go blather from