Bones Beneath Ash
Blown by kisses from a brisk bitter wind
Light shimmer falling, gathering of sin
Chosen few, but many bow low
Before ever knowing how to bestow
Living inside a dream kept hidden
Loose leaf notes, words went unwritten
Candle lit hallways, grim and so cold
Shivering the skin, unmasking my bones
Ever present, smoke fills the dry air
Clandestine skies, now everywhere
Passing through me like brown brittle wood
Bursting these seams, with bombing allure
The ash begins to burrow, finding it's way to light
Ending of sorrows, ending it's plight
Long gone yesterdays
Newly made 'morrows
Bones beneath ash
The dirt always follows.
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