Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Ego As Phoenix Rising

This is in honor of my tenacious ego. It uses its busting (death) to its advantage and lures me into identifying with the illusion of its praises, creating false pride in me and its own rebirth--like a phoenix rising from its ashes.
From Lady Lazarus by Sylvia Plath

Herr God, Herr Lucifer

Out of the ash
I rise with my red hair
And I eat men like air.

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