I think you’re a dreamer like me, And dragons fly thick through the air. Come inside; I’ve prepared safety Or they’ll drag you off to their lair. They sail in on dark leather wings, Beating dust up into a gyre, Muscled bodies taut with strong strings Of hard scales, snouts aglow with fire, Burning wakes ...

I stand within the Twilight ZoneBetween pitch black and home Here in no man’s landListening to the Last Post from the bandstand I am not scared, nor do I feel aloneThe deep grayness glows like black chrome Bathed in droplets of moon rainThe tapestry’s dampness melts into the fading plain As I wander above my ...