Love is a Dragon

Disclaimer: This is a work of poetry intended for a mature audience. All characters are over 18.

This is a collection of poems about hope, love, despair and joy. And the occasional dragon.





The Art of Losing

arguing with a beautiful girl
is like gambling against a stacked deck
the question isn't whether you'll lose
but with how much grace


Irrational Curves and Meaningless Straights

Cthulhu
may be cruel and evil
monstrous and soul consuming
but that doesn’t mean
he can’t have poker night
inviting Dagon and Nyarlathotep
Azaroth and the gang
to a card table formed by
flattening a mountain
with his fist

and the stakes are high
souls and planets
the occasional galaxy
the snacks are strange
beholders dipped in buffalo sauce

but when it comes to
gambling with Cthulhu
the worst part isn't
that he's stacked the deck
but that non-Euclidean geometries
make straights meaningless

For Rachel

if the darkness is depression and despair
you are the dawn
lifting the edge of night
blunting it's power
radiant and unstinting