There is a supernova
About to explode
- Or implode -
Whichever way
You see it
A million muddled memories
And a billion bastard baits
With a trillion tired tricks
All disperse
Via the elegance
Of
Rebirth
A mindful of melancholic madness
And a bucketful of belligerent beauty
With a truckload of tortured tales
All dissolve
Via the erudition
Of
Renaissance
* * *
There is a Phoenix
About to smolder
- Or ignite –
Whichever way
You take it
A million mortal mistakes
And a billion burned bridges
With a trillion tried treasons
All disappear
Via the compassion
Of
Forgiveness
A mindful of malformed messages
And a bucketful of broken bolsters
With a truckload of troubled troubadours
All dissipate
Via the comfort
Of
Fornication
* * *
The ashes
Spread their wings
Once again