Safe In Mine by Devin Ens

Your knives are burnt, your razor’s rusty, the mirror has finally cracked

There’s an entire tribe of monkeys trying to climb your back

You can’t see the foliage, no matter how I pine

Trees get toppled, but you’ll be safe in mine

A walking contradiction, you’re suspicious yet naive

Every man claims to be the saviour, you don’t know who to believe

Your almost perfect body was born without a spine

Backs get broken, but you’ll be safe on mine

There was never a time when any buck you folded was worth a dime

There has never been a place where you woke up and weren’t ashamed to see your neighbour’s face

Your taste is sour, touching burns, the soul has left your eyes

You hear all the truth, but only listen to the lies

You say that you hate your life, then claim that all is fine

Your hands are helpless, but they’ll be safe in mine

(C) 1998 D.L.Ens