A Dragon’s Curse,
Treasure revealed as turds,
Clouds as fag-smoke settled on the walls,
The mountains broken buildings.
And now you beg.
Star-dust before your eyes and the emptiness that was
Filled now with the dread of loss of nothing that you had,
For the Dragon’s breath is a curse that expands into emptiness,
But leaves a gaping void more dreadful than the hollowness of before.
You bleed -
There’s proof of that.
This is a verse of the poem "As I walked home". Buy the book here
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