a not unrealistic prediction based on the undeniable frailty of human life
bagel bones break easily
‘neath crusts that crack and tear freely
if i could the near future see
i’d know that was the fate for me
my skin will peel in warm sunshine and bleed like onions on the vine ’til wolves and wives and worms come dine on these brittle bagel bones of mine
my skin will peel in warm sunshine and bleed like onions on the vine ’til wolves and wives and worms come dine on these brittle bagel bones of mine
