i’ll be the dungeon you be the dragon
we’ll await the mage & the warrior
test their honed abilities one by one
then add their bones to that old secret
stash of gold pieces & magical items

no-one will find it that much is sure
perhaps we’ll dust out the cobwebs
& invite a ten-headed-hydra to stay
or even put the word out we are open
to harbouring certain types of daemons

the most perfect of circumstances:
i am charmed you are maleficent
& all that i can foresee (here i think)
is the beauty of gothic up-late harmony


we will choose not to believe the rumours
of a new breed of hero: thinking on his feet
& countering our spells – oozing charm &
dexterity like it is all some amusing game