The totem.

Imagine if you actually found one,
An artifact,

Caked, but intact.

Say this arrow, errant on impact,

What kind of cost could you dream up?
What kind of coat would you wear to
The unveiling of that?

Would its slightness
Cut away from your take

Would it in shrinking mystery come to extract
Blood

From the expectation generosity and ardor
Packed?