Posted in Creative Writing, Poetry, Writing

Hatchets

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Porcelain tiles
Cold on my cheek
How did I get here?
When did I fall asleep?

The hatchet in my head
Overpowers the hatchet in my heart
For now
And then it begins again

Golden liquid calls

Image from Pixabay

Originally published in A Spring of Dreams

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