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riding the dragon into the dark i’ve something to show you she said you follow her through the halls of the dead into the locked room its angels & affirmations all the broken | wings you’re in a trance now a mental dance now your brain | is made | of snow a smear of memories across the windshield of your mind white out | white out riding the dragon above the air into the dark stars up there reaching | for the brass ring where are you going? what do you do now? riding the dragon reaching for the brass ring it keeps spinning past too fast | too fast **************** -- sharon brogan http://www.sbpoet.com http://www.sbpoet.net http://smallpoems.sbpoet.net 406.578.1788