alive

don’t forget to call tonight
     don’t forget to lock up tight
               she’s waiting for her moment
            the chimney curling in, smoking

  the thing inside of you comes alive
       she draws it like a bow
     it’s seeping under the door frame
             watch your step –

     you’re in the woods
          you’re all alone
     you ran too far
                forgot which way was home

         silence is no comfort
      your voice is hoarse
         it’s too late to say sorry –

the wolves come out to see the end

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