that skull

when i peer, fascinated
at a skull
pick it up
feel the ridges
cast in plaster
trace the indicators
of human existence
my mind struggles
to understand
that it lies within
one of its own
a bony cage
protecting this ‘self’
that i seem so concerned about

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Briar

Basically, I deal in words.

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