In my eagerness
Preempting sacrifices
In hopes that some divine
Belevolent being or otherwise
Would see me and take pity
Maybe have mercy or something
Forgiving something
Something or other for nothing
And oh, nothing feels so bad
Save ornery sun rays
Burn straight through my straw rage
Rage, blister my snow skin
Hairpin and I go away, away
If I lay down, I'm never getting up
With my head half gone, will I carry on
With my head half gone, am I carrion?
Oh, but nothing feels the same
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