Shedding the layers 

Sharpening the axe,

an act whereby smoothing its’ stone. 

Independent projectory,

of one likened tone. 

Together reflective friction, 

with simultaneous fission.

Emotion plays note, 

to a simular drone. 


Such disruption of balance, 

to pocess a sharpened knife.

The impact,

of life within tracks.

The stone fairs no emblem.

Seldom.

Given the axe.

Literal.


Yet with a far wider journey,

to ever be told.

Unravelling a novel,

enclosing history within.

Sin. 

Still.

No more,

than anyother one.

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