Creative drive is strong
Creative drive is strong. Like a dragon puffing snarls to the tune of its beating drum. Thumping deep against the ribs of your chest.
Each puff’s hot stream, like the beauty of the engine steam.
Those deep yellow eyes curling as the side-maze shift, like arrows through your mind. Pinning you to time.
Flattening you wide to their sliced clawed tips that smack their thick razor lips, and tenderize your heart for more.