Too Many Bones - Forester

Skin sticks to my rickety ribs the decay has begun again atrophying my aching

limbs so grab an axe my friend we’ll cut me down at the shins

And if the long fall doesn’t break my bones it might take some time to remove

my spine

Afterwards we’ll move inside my frail and fragile frame it always stays the same

I’ve broken too many bones because I’ve replaced them with the paper Mache I

have made that looked so pleasing but it has no meaning

I’m tired of standing up feeling the pull of gravity

I just need to give it up

Cut me down

My body lies on the ground

My blood is on display for all the vultures and the snakes to set up their

cubicles inside my brain

I could be put back together but I dissected myself

I’m dissected

The lies sink in through the cracks in my bones

White blood cells leak out

I dissected myself through the cracks in my bones