there were bare bones
of the newly-released-from-the-flesh sort
fresh bones
in a soy bean crop
on the side of the road
bare bones
of the not-so-innocent kind
guilty bones
not that you’ll read about that
in the newspaper
bare bones
but not deservingly so
bare
because the life that enveloped them
was torn loose
bones bared
if for no other reason
than gluttony or boredom
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