Life

As black as the heart
Of a killer reborn
Yet as gentle as the waves
On the evening of sunset

From the swamp
The one that smells of blood
Crafted on the coast
From nothing but bone

Round
With four pointed edges
It glides through the water
Like a plane through air

Adventures had
While around my neck
Sometimes there’s blood
Sometimes not

But when it’s around my neck
There’s no need to fear
I need it
For life and death