Little Pig (Based on The Three Little Pigs)

Born in the woods with a hunger ache Teeth like truth you can’t outrun or shake You built your homes with hope and awe But I knew patience I saw the flaws A gentle knock, a lying grin You felt the night breathe me in... Little pig, Little pig Won’t you open the door? I’ve been howling your name On the edge of the floor Little pig, Little pig Hear the bones of the wind- I’m the story you tell When the dark settles in Straw went first, then sticks gave way Two quick screams, then silence stayed Brick stood strong, but not for long- Even stone can hear my song I paced outside, I took my time Every breath you stole was mine... Little pig, Little pig Won’t you open the door? I’ve been carving my hunger In the grain of your floor Little pig, Little pig Say your prayers out loud This wolf loves a voice That’s afraid, not proud Call me monster, call me myth Fairy tales are born like this When the fire burns low and the story goes big Sleep light, my friend… Little pig Little pig...