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Phoenicurus
how do you know
you’re a phoenix
when you’re born from ashes?
naked and fragile
fallen out of the sky
into a grey abyss
without the memory
of what you are
closer to death than life
what is left
when you’ve left
your past behind?
when your identity
has been plugged from you
like your feathers
nothing
nothing but silence
and darkness
only a spark
beyond the realm ...
Tuesday 23rd April 2024 6:29 pm
Cloudy Eyes
I have it all
locked up inside
my soul tries to hide
and I can’t find the reasons why
once I was whole
pure spirit, body and soul
the umbilical cord cut
and ready to go
into an unbiblical world
I didn’t know
the years passed and I passed out
locked in a cage of everyday life
I forgot there once was
a fire burning inside
suffocating ...
Saturday 25th July 2020 8:44 am
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