Bones

Harvesting
Soul food
Sitting still long enough
To remember what makes my heart sing

I am hungry and withered
I am living someone else’s life

I need to search through the dirt
Get my fingers under roots
To find my lost bones
To piece them back together again
To sing some life back into them

I need more than meditation now
I need singing and dancing and poetry

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