Bones

It’s the bones again
the rocks bathed in sulfur
then it’ll be the bones again
bones to dust
worms to kings
the dead nourish the living
provide stepping stones and stools
to rest our drowsy tails on
then it’ll be the bones again
the skeletal haunts of halloween’s dreams
singing that its what’s inside that counts
when what’s inside frightens us most
it’ll be the bones again
bones to rocks and rocks to dust
and dust to trees and trees to rocks and
it’ll be the bones
a dried out husk of a world no longer a float
exhibit b at infinity’s murder trial
the bones
then screams of silence