ARB

I come into the studio and wonder what kind of class today will be
will the fiery dragon, be happy and polite
our will today be filled with gloom and harshness

the fiery dragon has singed our leotards and tights
by his hot and scorching breath
filled with harsh criticism

i’m not always strong
in front of the fiery dragon
at moments, his raised voice and flapping wings  
can be frightening

I stand there, rooted to the spot
feeling his presence push down on me
he’s squishing me with his giant claws   

After the fiery dragon has dropped me from his clutches,
I nervously glance at the clock
tick
      tock                        
                    tick
                              tock    
only 20 minutes more

but it feels like forever.    

finally, the fiery dragon releases us
letting us go and rest
i am tired and weak
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i slowly leave the tense atmosphere.

only to wait for another class, from

                                                       THE FIERY DRAGON.

Picture found on google images:)