The phoenix's intent

The phoenix intends to die before the mirror, 
its vanity endless, blackberry eyes sharpened by glowing flame
ruthlessly chasing a forever love
a creature of Narcissus
As it has no lover, no Echo to call it back,
satiated by self-hoarded glory, pampered beauty withers
and turns black

 

The Lone Cat

MA

16 years old

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  • exoticism

    grey eyes
    stare, openly
    at the flesh of elephant plums
    raw and hanging, dripping with a sour earthiness
    open your fists, green guava
    soon dropped upon the shore
    of a tall-tiered world, singing of poverty and praises