It is all around me
Fragmented and smelly
I am just bone
Standing at dusk alone and
Feeling a caustic chill against me
The rest of me, in pieces
Scattered all about
Sliced like trout from a hook
Ripped like your favorite page from your favorite book
Who the hell are you to destroy my masterpiece?
What have you done?
I try to speak but you have taken my tongue
Blood is not the worst part
It is watching my heart flop like a fish
Standing witness to its agony
And knowing the tide is out for good
From where I stood
Your shadow was a mile long
I stood from dusk till dawn
Watching you fade
The curtain of darkness cascaded over this wicked mess
I begged for your trail to fade too
So it would be impossible to follow you
I stood till my bones gathered dust
Till it was all just rotting mush and there was nothing left to save
I stood till your trail was gone and a road was paved
But I still could not find my way
You are a machete
Blade is clean
Heartbeat steady
I am alone in my demise
A pile of lonely bones
Still waiting for the tide to rise.
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