dragon poem and drawing by matthew savoca

dragons are green

i have been worrying a lot about money
lately
it infiltrates even my gmail chats
that’s how you know something is
really seriously bothering you
when you start gmail chatting about it
incessantly, even
when you start to make inaccurate declarations of
‘hate’
that is, when your anger starts off justified
and ends up mangled like, say, The Club, in the hands of,
say, a dragon
for example:
i ‘hate’ not having money
i ‘hate’ having to get money
i ‘hate’ money
I ‘hate’ your mother
i ‘hate’ everything green
which is a ridiculous thing to say
because, i mean, it just isn’t true