My Perspective on Skin and Bones: The idea of being single is not depressing in itself. However, I know for me, every now and then, the thought can be a negative emotion at times. Those moments when the single life is not on purpose, That's when its difficult to cope with. The title derives from the idea of being alive, and truly living. If your down, and somewhat saddened by the single life, in a metaphorical way, your heart is not living. Hence, all that's really physically living, is the skin and bones.
It seems like a lifetime replayed whenever I
yearn for it,
That hunger which no pity bone could
As I walk into humanity’s kitchen,
I notice the mammals who boast their
In tones they could only interpret;
My thirst remains sober,
Yet incompetent towards emotions.
To those whose story has yet to be studied,
My complaint is irrelevant;
Their passion for the skin leaves them youthful,
And foreign to the meat,
Only a true carnivore could relate;
And since the hint ages ago,
I’ve drawn closer to the answer.
So even though my aura may appear dim in
I chose to ignore these promiscuous appetizers who
I pray that time plays an advocate in the future
chapters of self;
For in this dish named love remains ingredients difficult