Hunter/Hunted

I saw the archer cock his bow
as the phoenix turned to ash
I saw the stars that lit the night
and felt the heat from their crash

I heard the song the crickets sang
as the hunter released the arrow
I heard the crackling of the bones
as the poison filled the marrow

the sky was a  haunting dark
but my eyes still could see
and  when I turned to run for help
the archers bow was poised at me

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