Boneless

By Tanis Troutman

Kept in a bowl
Muscles attached to skin
With minimal control
We move a bit if we swim

It’s important we keep our organs in line
Lungs, heart and intestines
Once I. Had an ovary move out of place
I knew because it floated right by my face

We breathe and we survive
We eat and even poop
Not much quality in our lives
As human soup

Osteoporosis, if only we’d known,
Would leave us as puddles,
How I miss my lovely bones

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