the skull

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Written for Miz Quickly’s November Prompts Day 17 (hypochondria)

the dog barks
so we bend to look

inside the skull
a bone cathedral

furnished with spider silk
and thoughts

of a cow in a field
succumbing to the dirt

like the moon’s
monthly bow

to darkness
and then to come again 

and find us 
this horned and creamy visage

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We all walk in the dark. But if we hold hands, perhaps the dark won't be as scary.

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