Year of the Dragon
A thud that shakes the world, jars ribs, and jolts
against your spine. The night sky blossoms, white
against blue-black, cascading diamond streams.
Another jolt; chrysanthemum of yellow fire.
Pink sunbursts; unexpected flecks of white
so bright it burns your eyes. The fiery noise,
the earthbound smoke, surprise upon surprise.
I want to be like fireworks.