I drank a dream

Stumbling off the Red Line
towards the beaconing liquor store
We've come to slay the dragon
that dwells in the depths of the human mind,
tainted sour by its brine

He swims amid the murky depths
near the shipwreck figureheaded
by a skull with glowing amber eyes,
it sings the song of a thousand deaths,
a mirthless laugh with absent breath

Further, further down we bear
pressure builds near the sea's floor
swirling greens and blues compound
into darkness to cry "Beware!
Beware the fate that awaits ye here,
the onyx floor of sea so fair!"

and drown ourselves we will tonight
and do it with mirth, we will,
all rivalries forgotten
(the candy dragon will not bite)
as we descend in eternal flight

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wanted to experiment a bit with rhyme scheme, so I wrote this about a vivid, though apparently nonsensical, dream I had a few weeks ago. Make of it what you will. 

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