You'd Think I Was A Millionaire

[dauthik]

Word restrictions are really annoying.

You’d think false emotions crack.
You’d think ecstasy gurgles
In delirious collapse.
But it’s humble,
Humbling.

If you discover emptiness
Then you discover a mirror.
This is a chiwawa.
Deluge it in summer
To chase dragons.

It was never arisen.
Translucent, whispered,
You could find.
Delirium is sorrowful.
Dragons bleed tears.