An Axe

Sharpen your knives
Start severing ties
Reflect between lines
Tell yourself you're alright
Hobble the horses
We've all run too far
Circle the wagons
At the onset of dark
Running through the woods
So young and dumb and free
I'm chased by all these hounds
And I can barely see
My eyes clasp shut
As does bear trap
Providence placed
Right in front of me
Though I'd troubled the waters
Doled out my pound of flesh
You grabbed that shattered bottle
And you opened up my chest

Did you see something awful
Something sick, sweating sin
What did you spy, honey
Where the heart should've been



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Adler
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