Ossuary

With all my desperate symmetry,

With all my white lights, and straight lines

My skin will still sag

Death pirouettes through the flicker of the wick

And makes you sick

Once interred, in turn to turn to bone

Fate unseen, kiss the stone

You hope that where you are, that you're not alone

Then I awoke

To coil and shiver

Like eel out of river

Like the grave was my own

Oh frailty

What worse fates could you possibly show me