The Dragon’s Kitchen

The dragons were in the kitchen
when I came home from work.

One had slunk around the base of the oven
hoping that
when I returned
the appliance would find use
warm it up.

Another stood proudly in the window
catching the last rays of evening sunlight.

And a third
asleep
nestled its head near a half-burned candle
nudging it gently
every so often
dreaming.

In many ways they are like cats
hanging out near heat registers
on a dreary winter afternoon
hoping that someone remembered
to turn on the gas.

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5 thoughts on “The Dragon’s Kitchen

    1. This is not my cat. My cat is sort of the antithesis to this. He’s mostly white with a few brown patches. I don’t think he could choose what he wanted as a kitten – which is a trait he’s still battling.

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