sliver

I was injured in last night's raid.
'These barbarians don't even know how to kill',
the medicine-woman said,
as she pried the crude wooden arrowhead
from my chest,
'Don't worry', she said,
'this too will heal, in time...'

A darkdream filled night later
I knew that I would not
see the next moon
A sliver of wood
had entered my blood
and was even now
flying into my heart.

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