Dancing with Bones


ghost station route 66 near grants, nm


Dancing with Bones

Even if your bones
have gone to sleep
without their marrow
and the sun has loved them
a little too much—

Even if your once-ruddy blood
is now silver as sand

The same sky still watches
over us all

surely it will smile its blue smile
to see you take my arm
and dance

as we twirl time backward
toward your dreams.



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