Dance with the dragon,

tumultuous steps in tandem with the echoing discord in the room.

Close embraces lead to cold confrontations as we peer beyond the façade,

staring deeply into our reflections as mirrored eyes display what we perceive ourselves to be.


False intimacy gives way to malice as jealousy wraps its arms around shivering bodies,

tracing over ragged contours and misshaped appendages in disgusted delight.


An audience overlooks the performance,

envious of their union,

tapping along as music fills the air

with chords and notes that reverberate in dozens of hearts.


Even as they smile and appear ensconced, lost to time,

I know that deep down

They are as empty and hollow as I am.


Author’s Words for Thought

“There is not a passion so strongly rooted in the human heart as envy.” –Richard Brinsley Sheridan