Untitled ii (’19)

an ice dragon’s breath first freezes
then warms you, play thing,
grants you the freedom of his pen
invisible wherein he’s placed you
illusion of a life
slowly, from the edges,
his freeze-cold artistry creeps in
frosting this illusion

Continued here

fools hold certain facts

fools hold certain facts
beyond thought’s border rampage
afraid they need power

darkness’s friends waiting still
they know their dream real

thought’s dragon fire so strange
needs strangers beyond its breath
ridden broken enveloped

who the tamer
who the tamed

A. H / K. H-H (30/11/17 – 1/12/17)