My Dragon
it is time again
it has been long coming
poking at my consciousness
in the night – asleep
or should be
but it nags
it is my dragon
I woke it
demanded its breath
it resisted
said – let me lie
I am sleeping
I said – you are a dragon
not a dog
it sighed
and complied
now it nags
when neglected
yaps, bites
sometimes snarls
I sigh
and try
to comply
Writer and Artist