#59 (smile of bone)


a ten-sided dice


whose teeth it might kick out

a bloody seven

on pristine paper

writhing red lines


dressed in black

I paint my face

whites and greys

dark hollows for eyes

an everlasting

smile of bone


jokes and laughs

and all that

but seeing the face

of Death

is something

I take serious

and the restlessness

in your gazes

is a testament


a two-sided blade

wishing for it

to tear apart

the veil

for one night

giving way

for the lost ones

shining a light to guide them

on their carnal


removing my mask

I see it left a mark

under my face

the bones are radiating

as I remember

being ash and dust


on a fall storm

*29th October 2016

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