"The Letter" by Amanda Pape

If the devils in the details

Then hell is in the lines

And if you put it in a book

It wouldn’t have a spine

I know all the ways to say it

Even how to make it rhyme

But when it comes to rhythm

I’m lost in the design

Hopefully the angels come

With stones for every crime

So I’m buried in the litany

Of what I did to mine

Even if the words are breaking

I’ve broke them in so many times

And I would send myself to hell

To end their long bloodline