Dancing Skeleton
Crawl out of my skin
Perhaps I’ll dance with my own skeleton
To the beat of rattling bones
To the rhythm of deafening tones
Without flesh I’m free
No longer attached to my body
It’s weight now just a memory
Identity transcends me
Haunting thoughts won’t let me be
Performing my own lobotomy
Slicing away at all I’ve seen
Carving my skull clean
Another burden left behind
Such a wonderful way to waste a mind
Waltzing becomes easy with an empty head
Staggering so gracefully I could wake the dead.
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