Tuesday 2 February 2016

Riddles

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





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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