I swear I could visualize my skeleton With so much more clarity than before I could see how whole it was Despite all my missing parts My skeleton keeps on flowing through the motions, The same bones groove together with purpose. I owe my surprisingly healthy bones more than I give I feel more whole as a skeleton Please remove the rest My motions will be smooth and conscious Like water dripping from the faucet, my fingers will tap with impatience. Like a wheel tumbling down a hill, My old bones will follow They are the key to freedom No wonder. The key that opens every door Is called the skeleton key.