threading_in_dreams

One of the things with writing poetry as part of this convoluted painting process, is that I frequently just write a thing and have no idea why that idea was ping-ponging around my mind.
Except when I do.
Like this one, this is me thinking about Final Fantasy XIV: Heavenward's main quest. Among other things.

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Dragon wisdom


The dragons have got it the right way
yes, the ones with the princess in the tower
because there is no good way
to be a man-eating monster.

If I was big and threatening,
with flesh-tearing teeth
and iridescent scales
to protect and adorn
If only, I say
if only
I too would wish for the peace
of ruins
and the companionship of one
with the eventual take-out
in the shape of a knight.

but, ethically superior as it sounds
eating locally sourced
certified horrible humans
implies you'd get to know people
deep and hard
before you devour them
and that is
not for me.

Then I'd watch for those
that won't be missed,
says another
and while I recognize
the tried and true
predatorial technique
this is still too close
too personal
no,
it's not for me.

I would go live far from humanity,
someone else says,
and live on wild hunt alone
which is a choice a person can have
even if that person is massive
and scaled
and breathes fire
but when has self-isolation
stopped others from reaching you
with torches and pitchforks
or shiny metal armor
and shinier words?

No.

There's a reason the damsel
is always a princess
it's leverage against
the King's army
keep beauty hostage
encase it in a tower
high up
so you both can sleep
the sleep of dragons
safe in the knowledge
that danger will come
but only in small doses
good enough for a bite.