Here Be Dragons

by the Cyberwitch

I did not say goodbye

though it has been long
 
since the breath of your word

or the cadence of meter

have crossed my thoughts

all subdued by the struggle

to release air past diseased tissues

and the echo of my heart
 
is a green jagged line

blipping across the soft woosh
 
of air line 

and the squeak of rubber souls

shroudded in white

push into awareness

the fate of golden lasses.

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