Achy bones,
Bend, grind, snap—
Yielding dust, bottled—added
To the crumbling sands,
Ground up bones
That had made bread
For a lifetime
Before being rinsed away
Like sawdust in rain.
Achy bones,
Bend, grind, snap—
Yielding dust, bottled—added
To the crumbling sands,
Ground up bones
That had made bread
For a lifetime
Before being rinsed away
Like sawdust in rain.