like the embers that once was
from a coal as darkness is
what once was solid and strong
strikes now as brittle and fragile
and yet what could do such a thing
save a fire that burns from love
i see these hands of mine
and look at it crumble
to feel it break in my fingertips
to know if not for me
all this would be unavoidable
how fragile it is now
from what once was
that what set out to strengthen and fortify
has become the shattered link
pick up the bones
erase the burn
find it once again
bring in your joy
and realize from your depreciation
another will appreciate so much more
you liar and hypocrite
pick up your bones
that you may seek solace
in this terrible, terrible dance of yours
