now the flaming green wings
and rubicund circumference of the dragon
might be a sight to draw awe or fright
and
being smooth to touch curved and rubbery
not mailed or plate-scaled or fire-breathing
tests expectations and analogies
yet
is neither exploding hand grenade
nor tasselled psychedelic boombox
split with a cleaver or tomahawk
it’s
cactus its compacted aroma
quintessence of tropic rainfall
inside out of great scale persistent heat
its
contracted reservoir mild sweetness
anodyne soothing like so much to be said
the opposite of what we assumed



