Okay, this used to be a poem, (and yes it has a dragon in it) but I took out all the linebreaks and submitted it as a short-short to the journal Weirdyear, and the editor there accepted this piece for Weirdyear's sister site Yesteryear. It's an older bit that I have always liked. I find that as some of my writing ages, I am more apt to be open to radical changes: cutting all the linebreaks, deleting the first seven stanzas, giving a whole series new titles. I guess it's a lesson for myself, I am always re-learning it: allow writings to sit and age a good long time. Be open to thinking about them in new ways.