Seeking Flesh And Bone

The Funeral Pyre

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At dawn
When we awake
They come to take
Pick at the bones
Scraping it clean
The sun has come
Everyday, like the last
I gaze into the burning light
Contemplating my last gasp
Will it end?
They'll never cease
At dusk we retreat
One eye wide open, while we sleep