Friday, 24 March 2017

Random Thread: October 2016

Dancing skeletons

unsettled

we steal you away
take you from your skin
set your bones to dancing

you won’t notice
but a subtle shift
and a thread of blood
a scab on your palm

you walk these paths with us
journey through the night
your feet step softly as you dream

when we return
at early dawn
we slip bones back into body,
to where they once fit
now scattered, upside down
not quite enclosing your soul

— Oxlin


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