A commissioned
metal dragon
blows flames
in front of the museum
of industry
and science.
Spewing heat
from its metal
nostrils. Everyone
awes and eventually
walks away. The city
advised against
disposable glow
sticks, but people
are wearing them
around their necks
regardless. Once,
I split one
in my mouth
at a dance
in the restroom.
I shut off the lights
and opened my mouth
to see
my dead friend
standing behind me,
scaly skinned
in his favorite
cotton t-shirt.
I wanted
to reach out
and touch him,
but I swallowed
and everything
went dark.
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