Close your eyes, pay no heed to onerous sounds
Hold breath and if it needs you to die calm,
Die so! Die! For no harm appears but to unleash
Yet another dragon from the dream
To burn your childhood home
Or the high school where you teach now.
Harm. Why escape and be hollow.
Rather sit and make gruff noises to amuse.
To entertain a damaged hand on all the keys of piano.
No musicals.
Part away.
Utilise. Harm we see on another one.
We see. We say. If silence harms once, twice, again.
Proclaim a reward for dragon-slayers.

© EdwardConnor