Phoenixville

There is only one Phoenixville

High Bridge stretches like a

great cat arching its back

toward the sun

What is on the other side

I barely know;

different churches

different rights and wrongs

different things that make them smile

We come to this side, to be reborn;

but first, to finish burning.

I have seen death leaving the station

as I was coming in

and thanked it in my new mind

but that was before

The Sunflower has been cut for winter;

layed out on the grass to melt away

Everything around me has

died or disappeared

and still...

no sign of ash

What will this one be like, what have I learned?

Death precedes birth but they are one and the same

in the limit.

The flame is worth the fire if you're honest.

Don't count on now.

There really is only one Phoenixville.