Over clad dragons with each spoken word pepper each other with exhaust from the fire pot within
Squatty limbs attach at the hip to form hollow wings never able to provide flight
Modestly hidden horns lay beneath stocking caps and sloping hats
Distance is kept from such confident dragons -- the only ones on the block
Only with each other can the heat of conversation be borne
Scurrying past
Eyes lowered
I nurture my own fire within
January 2001
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