Phoenix Does a Double Take
Tears stirring in my chest
Pressing the walls of my ribs
And tainting my day.
Remnants of yesterday turned into the ropes of today
Confining everything, arrested from releasing and dirtying the world outside my
Straining against the bowl of tears
Searching for openings, freedom to touch the tears
The song speaks but does not soothe the pain within
The length of its stay as unknown as a gypsy’s
Its magic nothing the same.
Oh, to be a phoenix stuck in flames
Only to rise no more.