In Its Entirety (Poetry)

What fake reality is this? —
I don’t care what they say
I just know there’s dragons out there
almost see them every day

They’re lurking in the subway
where I’ve glimpsed a flick of tail
sure that rumble’s not entirely trains
vibrating down the rail

Those glinting shapes that cross the sky
most never doubt are planes
or maybe not and yet the world
dismisses all such claims

Wide ripples in unfathomed lakes
disturbing water’s calm
are classed as legends — curious
but no cause for alarm

While witches live in highrise flats
and angels merge among
the crowded streets where monsters pass
unnoticed in the throng

Ghosts dangle from the balconies
and no one shows surprise
denial is the current ploy
that blinds most human eyes

Though all is possible too few
will lift the veil to see
what’s out there living cheek-by-jowl
in shared reality

I’m fearful yet I want to learn
how unlike pieces fit
peel back dark layers and reveal
the true extent of it