Often I wonder <br />about my bones: <br />dry & fragile <br />after eons of <br />geologic time. <br />Found by some <br />future archaeologist, <br />handled delicately with <br />brush & gloves, <br />will they shatter <br />to dust <br />when exposed to light, <br />like my oftimes <br />shattered heart? <br /> <br />(Copyright 17 October 2005)<br /><br />Hugh Cobb<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dry-bones/
