Watch me draw blood from my head
Poke the needle through my temple
Draw my brain out through the tube
Scan the ground for caterpillars
Crazy, crazy, craziness
Burn the ropes that bind us together
Snakes and spiders and spokes
Pointy things that bite in the night
Terrors of unknown bodies
Corpses dancing from their nooses
"Free me, free me, free me"
Their happy jaws chatter from the cold
Running through their naked bones
Every joint dances for joy
Their toes don't touch the ground
Quite a difference between
Mickey Mouse's adventures with skeletons
And the real thing
White bones, red blood, purple skin
Slipping off the bodies with time
Clothes nonexistent
Raw in their birthday suits
For one hundred years
They've never been more themselves
The children fear them growing up
They get older and want to touch the bones
Still hanging from the tree in the
Backyard
They get older and they want to be them