Even you might now have guessed <br />I really haven't got a door <br />There's just a bloody mess <br />Scattered all about my floor <br /> <br />I'm a naked man of bones <br />And I'm sorry, nothing more <br />I just appear to make the music <br />forever… evermore <br /> <br />The Other could be blooming <br />Sitting smartly in it's pot <br />It admires and it pants at me <br />But it helps me not <br /> <br />As I sit here in a puddle <br />While my treasure's staying dry <br />I would use them as a plug <br />Had I not a button in my eye <br /> <br />They attend just out of reach <br />Hanging just a bit too high <br />So are the many others <br />Couldn't reach them if I tried <br /> <br />Its all been sucked away you see <br />You're just a bit too late <br />For all that remains of me <br />Lies on the wall or in the crate<br /><br />Tears In Rain<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bone-man/
