Training the Beast

I have an idea for a much grander piece of writing, but that must wait. Time is short and I’m soon to fly. Still, I wanted to jot something, spread a bit of ink. Here’s a bit silliness.

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Training the Beast

The stray dragon
clamoring on the porch,
scraping its scales

against the rusted rail,
the house’s cedar shakes…
listen, it bellows for a belly rub,

charring the marigolds,
choking the morning
with soot, 

but it must learn to wait.
The coffee’s hot
and the butter

has just melted
into the depths
of my toast.


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