Teeth & Hair - Clinging to the Trees of a Forest Fire

A crimson pool dries in the

Palms of my hands 1,000

Sleepless nights, 26

Worrisome years I’ve

Bared my teeth

And sunk them into the

Flesh of my enemy

Faith in myself runs red

Human memory decays

Under a blanket of smoke

Freedom in isolation

Remove the eyes and withdraw

Isolate remove the human flesh

And disappear