New Dragons



Idle wondering at a construction site during lunch one day.

Like old Firedrakes they wait
for someone to disturb their slumber,
and before the sun's rising in the morning, men
(who know the way of the Worm)
come and stoke the ancient fire.

Then once more the hot belching of beasts
rises into the air; metamorphic strength
strokes the ground, and the heavy tread
Like the earthmover of old tells
of a new horde, a surprising treasure.

But the new dragons' brains are bruised
so men do their thinking
manipulate their limbs and
bruise a heel.

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