A new piece by Kate Crash.

The Dragon Man

The dragon man bleached blonde tattooed gong'd out in the smoke of the chains
playing with my ninja figurines somewhere lost beneath the tokyo screams
neon the underground scene of latex and hungry men and lost girls and twirls
of the whip and cracks of the ice in pink drinks that clink to the beats of
machine music laughs and falls back shirtless onto the pink leopard shag I
left on the broken wooden floor where spikied heels from so many dragon men
played loozy before and cracked the storms of their hunger and childhoods
with a saw and a slap
I am staring at the rainbow dragons on his skinny iggy asian body
But he is strong
Jaguar Muscley sleek
He is staring at a crooked dream projecting in my face that I have no
control over
I am lost
And I don't care
I have no where to go
So I came here
Watch the dragon lady man jump up
Tight black jeaned blur in the air
The strobes
The knots
The jerks of his feet
Twisted flamenco with his whip the small almost empty dive bar basement in
the sky quiets as he shuffles and stomps and wapeesh!  Whip boot twirl stomp

whip stomp stomp twirl

Ole!

Up up up!

I am lost

That is why I'm here today


Oh wait

Who am I today?

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