I
wonder how I will know when
the
sky becomes my master
when dreams of
yesterday stop
mocking me with
laughter
tomorrow
is today tornadoes
circling
my trailer
I was wrong over
and over again
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The dragon is in
the fireplace
I see his glowing
eyes
this time I cannot
be afraid
he hears the dog
howl too
if only I could
howl along
there are no clues
only riddles
they whisper
riddles to me
to be kooky is not
to be crazy
the dog only wants
to be home
The dragon
smoulders for me
so near the
butterflies
but they do not
mind
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