There are bones here in this place

Bones in this place of suppressed appetites

This place of cold fury

I love them but

They frighten me

They shine in the dark

Sharp, biting, angry

When I'm alone I touch them

Over and over I run my fingers past

ribs

clavicles

hips

wrists

Afraid, but delighted

Mixed emotions

My only certainty:

Somday these bones will swallow me

Like I can swallow nothing myself