They feared her.

Smoke
out of her mouth and nostrils
they knew they had to run.

They didn’t listen.

To her complaints about
politics, suicides, art, and
violations.

She was a dragon.

Smoke
out of her mouth and nostrils
they knew they had to run.

Run from her words
Run from her unlikely
to be her.

Sneering with her snake eyes.
Eyes of resentment, disappointment,
and pain. Pain that turned into shame and caused her heart to
slowly burn and carbonized leaving
a hole so deep and so dark.

Where all her lovers were now dead or lost forever.

This is a story of a women
who turned herself into a dragon.

For fear of loving she hid in her cave with

her secrets
her pains
her desires.

She burned herself to death.

The end.