Skeletons

We see-saw through the skeletons
Of friendship wearing masks of castration.
Virulent bed in which we slept, a night
We should never have kept.

Leave the pantomime country alone
Take your hunger and go...

 

allenpaulson
Bones behind the mask of presumptuous lives. Very deep.

Raj Arumugam
your words cut through to the bare truth, Yarbrough...

Sandra Martyres
A bit scary...but conveys a strong message..very well crafted Yarbrough

Eyan Desir
poetic and very deep...well written

Chaos1214
A macabre dance if I ever attended one, and way too cool for school : )