rattle in the pipes
mystical blood flowing
through dragon veins
or
just the dishwasher
sucking hot water
from the heater
flushing food particles
too small to keep
as leftovers
your voices in the other
room where light
is brighter
music louder
though nothing recognizable
so much breathing
hopefully enough air
to go round
remember
lung is the word
for dragon
Words and Feathers 
Hmm… “lung is the word for dragon…”
I think I’m lacking context here, because I do not understand. But I am intrigued… 🙂
😉
Love the word play!
Thanks! I was hoping it wouldn’t be too obtuse.
It wasn’t! Not that I mind obtuse! I once wrote an English sonnet that only makes sense (in a stupid sort of way) if you mistranslate it backwards into Japanese. 😉
When I was a little bonehead, noises from the dishwasher or fridge would spur my imagination. Reading your fine poem, took me back to those early years. Ssh! I believe there’s also a dragon in the furnace!
~PR
Thanks! I’m glad it spoke to you.