Ossein Goose
Our eyes have wandered today
We're coated & wrinkled
The bird has gone away
I've wondered who you really are
Nervously peering from afar
I am you, and we are one
Accretion of an illness, through moon & sun
Absent, when my mind is lost
I am the man walking tall
Irrelevant & incompatible
I am the digit & the smear
I am the dangling ruby
