Ashes

 

¨Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.¨

We only hear these words

on one occasion,

                              never

                                   considering

we walk around

                     ash-holes dreaming

we´re better than dirt…

might as well be tumbleweeds…

prairie clouds

moved here and there

by the wind

for all we know

 

not the same as we once were

as it once was…life furnace

fueled and consumed sooner

or later

a few photos in a book

reminders of flames.

 

The funny thing is,

there´s got to be more,

and there is,

because…

the Phoenix, for one.