slaying dragons

Slaying the dragon

Isn’t done in a single blow

It fights with everything

From the places it has manifested,

Made a lair from the bones of my old excuses,

And each blow struck

Bathes me in its blood

The prima materia


Renewing me as I fight

Better poised to defeat it

A steep climb

But my hands are strong

They speak to my feeling

Its expression of my will

Breathing the air and finding it

Sweet for not knowing

How much air remains




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