Spilling Fire In A Phoenix

what did we ever do
listen for an answer
in the notes
in the music
in the shadows
amongst the raving
when the mad voices
were on the fade
and the magic
of Teddy's arms
were waving
from something
astounding
you were lost
and found by
the words of strangers
actors, musicians
voices of music
in the darkness
of notes, solitude
take it home
right on
the big woman
on the stage
screams
and is gone
mercy
what is she
and how lost in the
story you are
back in the pages
of a teenage magazine
wasted hours
yearning to be free
to spill out of
private agony
in your head
the dreams
that you thought were dead
or dying
like a phoenix
teach yourself
to reclaim them
mercy
mercy, my fixed anger
weakens in the face
music that helps erase
all the tragic memories
of the past, and the future
holds more, bookshelves of sorrow
but I've read it.
I get it.
hollowed out hollering lifts
moonshots in winter
silence when eyes
close.