Skeleton Bones

the blazing sunlight
hides behind the moon at night
the young poet dreams

blood on an old shirt
blankets the wanderer in
his mortality

in a meat coffin
an unknown poet softens
his skeleton bones

heavy golden heart
sinking feelings in debris
decay a lifetime

lifting him gently
the poet writes
to end this tragedy

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