THE OTHER YOU

You gape at me with your toothless mandible,

May be greeting but a nightmare for me, I swear.

Your unanointed ribs, immovable radius and ulna
Exhausted femur and unnailed phalanges, fail me;
I couldn’t recognize you, how are we bound?

You are cornered; clipped to a rotten wall from the
Roof of life, down to the air filled space called death.
People call you a skeleton, ruined pieces of a cadaver.

But let me say, though a skeleton and futile to the core,
You’re less frightening than real humans, I swear!