sturdy ivory bones
the frame that I am wrapped around
but this skin is heavy
and my soul a deadweight
pulling and pushing these bones around
Shoving a path before these bones
Allowing a place for these bones to dwell
Only to blister and break
These fragile bones
Every shock, every tremor
Reverberates in these bones
These fragile bones
How they ache with time
How they die with time
The eyes fall shut
The brain spills forth from its home
And hands form fists that struggle against
These bones
But these bones
These fragile bones
Hold it all together
Slowly relaxing heavy eyelids
Carefully scooping up fallen brain
Unclenching fists
And setting feet back
Into trembling motion
But these bones
These fragile bones
Are ready for rest
And this soul is heavy
Ready to pin them down
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