There be dragons

beneath us

cavorting with angels.

What seem to be clouds

at our feet

is dragon breath

and feathers floated from

angel wings — all

evidence of a heaven

below, not above us

as we were told.

 

Shall we traverse to

the other side of the world

and find hell

in its rightful place

below?

 

Perhaps we’ll see smoke

looking like clouds

at our feet

raised from the fires

stoked by furies and fear

and pouring rain

from the cries of the damned.

 

Let’s stay on this side

of our world where

there be dragons

and angels.