Hands of Dice & Wire (Shad)

Tire iron grin                         

Rebar bone within

Etched with every sin            

There’s lashes in the lacquer

Temple pulse reveals             

How the deep heart feels

This hammer dulled by moss 

Not just an old nutcracker

These parts of I                                  

I find disturbing

These pieces here                               

Here I’m appraising

And what I was I am not now            

How I’ve come I know not how

Beaten copper             Tempered Steal          

The violence of the making

These hands of dice and wire            

These hands of dice and wire

These hands of dice and wire forever shaking

Eyes like anchors                   

Steady hold

While all else fails                 

Beneath the folds

Of weathered man                 

Standing like a specter

Barren truths                          

Revealed

These hands of dice and wire            

These hands of dice and wire

These hands of dice and wire forever shaking

And the legacy                       

Crafted and designed

Not even memory                  

Can hope to keep in mind

These hands of dice and wire            

These hands of dice and wire

These hands of dice and wire forever quaking

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