tonight my dragons

 written by danielle redden for Night of 1000 Kates, 2018

 tonight my dragons 

tonight we are home. 

we have no interest in being taken seriously

we have no interest in making sense

we have no interest in progress 

we have no interest in success

we are failures

we are perverse 

we are frivolous

we are here for pleasure and it is for pleasure that we do it

our pronouns are coracles floating, belly up, 

scooping water lilies into our mouths

our titles are violet tigers pulling chariots 

built of bracelets, brocade and iron

our names are rolling the altars over

down through the stained glass doors

into this fantastic effort of nothingwe are the color of the sky under ice

we are the burn in our palms

we know that deliverance will surely come

all we have to do is splice the rope 

(embody the stories that make worlds)

tie the knots

(allow fantasy to foreclose reality)     

secure the lines

all we have to do is

             let the weirdness in