Just a phoenix

piss off please go
damn phoenix

with your irritating wings
I've read of you of old -
you like to lay your eggs and things

these flames are formed from gas
which blows through imitation coal
convincing yes but not so hot
as to devour you whole

in fact there is no point at all
in fanning up my dreams
darkness has seeped into my soul
and all is damp it seems