The Skeleton Army

The Skeleton Army

Cashmere or
They’re polyester
Brands they can’t reach
Them skeletons
Walk on by
With their skin
Soft as china
And their
They strut on the
Which they know
As their own
As they know
Each other
And every other
Of their own
Watching what enters
Their bodies
But only through
Their mouths
As ever thin
They must be
In constant fear
Of the dreadful years
They try to live
Knowing not
They are nothing
But miles and miles
Of perfect bodies
And neurotic bitches
In their egotistic
Knowing not
One day
They’ll be
Nothing but
Beautiful corpses
Mummified in their beauty
And empty
In the

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