Friday, March 13, 2015

now that I've spent all my pain and anger

now that I've exhausted all grace

run out of all luck

and bug-eyed see my time just about up

what changes to make

what healing to try

if all I've done has sealed me in this tomb of self

and left me watching the way ahead

open like a highway before an amputee

what then with so little life left in this sojourn

mess made damage done pay fully paid

and lesson learned to no grief

what funeral fire of soul ahead

to lift that dependable old standby the phoenix....

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