Bones
My bones
will have to be my words tonight.
Flesh and blood
have eroded
under
too much time
and too much care.
My marrow
is the only meaningful piece of me
remaining.
My words
will be my bones tonight.
I give them;
I have nothing else.
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I enjoyed this piece. Nicely done.
Very moving.
Great turning!