Hairpin - Saintseneca

In my eagerness, preempting sacrifices

In hopes that some divine

Benevolent being or otherwise

Would see me and take pity

Maybe have mercy or something

Forgiving something

Something or other for nothing

But you know?

Nothing feels so bad

Save ornery sun rays

Burn straight through my straw hat

Rage blister my snow skin

Hairpin

And I go away, away

Hairpin

And I go away, away

Hairpin

And I go away, away

Hairpin

And I go away, away

If I lay down, I’m never getting up

If I lay down, I’m never getting up

If I lay down, I’m never getting up

If I lay down, I’m never getting up

With my head half gone, will I carry on?

Or

With my head half gone, am I carrion?

With my head half gone, will I carry on?

Or

With my head half gone, am I carrion?

With my head half gone, am I carrion?

Nothing feels the same