Skeletons

by deej

It’s as if you’ve taken your hand and placed it against my breastbone.
The next thing I know, it’s sinking beneath my flesh, fingers gripping between the ivory of my ribcage.
You grab ahold and shake me hard and all my secrets come rattling out.
For every one, you take a step back, farther and father away,
And you leave me standing there in just my skin and bones.

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