Sixfold manipulations

A hexagon of dull knives

Some clean, some chipped and rusty

Keep your fingers away, just in case

Six walls to protect myself

Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.

Six dykes to hold the hurricane at bay

Six roads splitting off into the night

All leading to the same end

It's not a home that's fit for human habitation

Not a gallery fit to be shown

I'll shroud myself in six curtains of paper-thin dementia

Coated in razor blades, falling apart at the slightest breeze