Sometimes the mind has to grapple with
such morbid gruesome thoughts
Seeing someone's teeth bared in a gleeful smile
brings to mind the image of a skull
When people march in sedately
swathed in swirls of garment
adorned with accessories
and to my eyes, I see skeletons
clattering in one behind the other
each garbed on the outside in splendor
The bones carefully concealed
blissfully oblivious of the moments ticking
towards that final moment of reckoning
when the skin peels off
and all that is left bones, teeth and nails
and some reeking stench lingering in the air...
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