Painting and poem by me.
You wanted to unzip, see the dragon
That hides in the closet, the messy darkness
Where I breath fire in a corner
So not to burn anyone.
There’s nothing wrong with me
Your skin is too soft for my scales
So stand back, admire from a distance
Or approach. It’s your call.
If you light me up, enjoy it, because
There will undoubtedly be a mess
And everyone knows,
I’m not one to clean.