Rob Garbin's Blog

This is an updated version of something I posted on my wordpress blog. I knew I was probably going to play with it more but I did not want to post it again their and it has been a while since I posted here.

My Bones are Dry

by

Robert Garbin

My bones are dry. The blasted sands and desiccated winds of time hollow them beyond memory of flesh. They groan with the sound of their own splintering, while abandonment whistles through their brittle façade. Fine flakes of calcium flow away like accumulated dust disturbed by distant forces. Dissolution awaits me. My bones are dry.