Poem: Skeleton Contemplation

 

Skeleton Contemplation

 

ripped by eagle fingers

that peck in shrieked phrase,

flesh gets strewn about,

 wolf teeth that fling guts,

heart barbed on sharp roses,

bowels as squashed

as mr. roadkill snake.

 

it's all sacred bloody knives

from prune-smooth vulture heads,

those funnels of oozy lust,

scraps glossy on coated beaks,

so slovenly as they stab

through manias of  flies.

 

the bared skull gawks,

chummy with dust,

plum-sized eye sockets

 

concentrating concentrating concentrating

 

fleshlessly tasked

in unwalled night's tomb

to assemble a skeletal abacus.

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“Contemplating One’s Own Skeleton”

 

The essential elements of this mystical vision

are the being divested of flesh and the

numbering and naming of the bones.

                                                            Mircea Eliade

                                                            Shamanism