Dragon

I breathe FIRE
as I take flight,
a leathery dart
stabbing into the sky,
picking up speed
with every deafening
beat of my wings.

I relish the resistance
of gravity
even as I defy it
with muscles and wind
furnishing my freedom.

Finally,
I soar to where
the air
is only barely dense enough
to carry my weight,
and briefly gaze at the

s t a r s

hidden by daylight
from lesser altitudes
before plunging back down to an

age of darkness...

then with one last scorching

exhale

I PUT MY GUITAR AWAY.