an endangered species is a species
that imposes upon itself, diminishing
as the colors change.
by midnight, this kingdom
is to fall to sleep. it's the comatose
kind of sleep- dreamless
and that's it.
all in the way
is ourselves and our dragons.
i have a zoo of them, of firebreath, staying
nocturnal- as in awake
when i sleep. they're mischievous; they'd do anything
for the thrill of being without
they wake with the lively. dreamlessly i lay cold and bared.
let us beach ourselves upon this land, declaring
ourselves an encroachment.
our faces are really the solidity of the air
disguising the mush of ourselves-
parts we do not share. you have to be greedy
every so often.
the northern star blindly guides the direction of
in the kingdom.