Skeleton Contemplation
vultures peck
shreds from the flesh torn by
sharp yanks of wolves, my veins
as barbed as roses squashed as a roadkill snake
and the
stab to tug off strips so glossy slovenly oozy
stab stab stab through a mania of flies
until my skull gawks gummy with blood,
plum-sized sockets fleshless and tasked
to toil at a skeletal abacus in unwalled night's tomb.
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1/7/25 eds .. (very hard poem to work)
10/16/24 eds
“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
