Razordawn

Razordawn: 
cuts the skin,
tears away your heart
and gives it back to you.
You take it, you need it,
and you have to say thank you.


The hunting knife that
opens the wound of another day.

Another time.

Another life. 



— Shhh... they'll wake up!
A scream at the distance.

Muddy footprints.

A red-blood cherry lost in the way.