The Phoenix
I am the spark that burns the forest down,
I am the forest.
I am the dog barking in a yard,
I am the choke chain.
I gnaw my nails down to the wick-
The blood stains my teeth.
I scratch the flesh of my arm-
The blood pools in dots like weeds.
The guilt is beginning to choke me.
So, I offer myself up on an unholy altar.
I pay the piper-
I burn from the inside out.
The flames lick me clean,
The heat melts my sin.
I will rise from the ashes,
I will be reborn.