I miss you my dear
forgive the desecration
couldn't help myself
you left me so suddenly
leaving a hole in my heart
I couldn't let go
just had to keep you near me
I dug up your bones
on our anniversary
it would have been our 13th
beautiful in life
a beautiful skeleton
I took your femur
then reburied your remains
I hope you don't mind, my dear
I cut off both ends
burning them down to ashes
ceremonial
rubbing them into my skin
wailing and wearing sackcloth
hollowing the rest
burning holes in their places
forming a new flute
haunting, soulful melodies
bittersweet consolations
Oct 30, 2010
Oct 30, 2010 at 9:30 PM UTC
I miss you my dear
forgive the desecration
couldn't help myself
you left me so suddenly
leaving a hole in my heart
I couldn't let go
just had to keep you near me
I dug up your bones
on our anniversary
it would have been our 13th
beautiful in life
a beautiful skeleton
I took your femur
then reburied your remains
I hope you don't mind, my dear
I cut off both ends
burning them down to ashes
ceremonial
rubbing them into my skin
wailing and wearing sackcloth
hollowing the rest
burning holes in their places
forming a new flute
haunting, soulful melodies
bittersweet consolations
© October 30, 2010
Based on Native American Indian lore.