I woke with words tangled <br />Under my nails, <br />As blood beneath <br />Dragon scales...during <br />The kill. <br /> <br />Something, someone... <br />They are the same... <br />Will stop breathing <br />By nails, words, blood, <br />But grieve nonetheless, <br /> <br />For one who swallows these <br />Words, not their <br />Meaning. <br />Or, meaning misread, <br />Leans on it's <br />Knife. <br /> <br />A scorpion lays sleeping <br />Under the Dragon. <br />Who will move first... <br />At what cost? <br /> <br /> <br />Accepted for publication by Orbis Journal, England,8-21-07. Today. <br />Will appear in their Fall issue.<br /><br />elysabeth faslund<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/origin-of-the-flame-1/
