The Ossitect

I buy my materials online
I don't get out much these days
Each new arrival is cataloged
Every item has its place

The backyard is slowly disappearing
As my sculpture evolves and grows
Each new piece attached with copper wire
Moves it closer to its end
Though what that is
I don't know

I can't explain the impulse
There's no rhyme or reason I can divine
But each new femur or phalange I affix
Seems part of some celestial design

I don't expect anyone to understand
It confounds me too
But I know this sculpture of bone and wood and metal
Is the most important thing
That I'll ever do

I'm sipping scotch and soda when I hear the voices
Of my neighbors gathered just beyond the fence
My sculpture's grown too much to be a secret anymore
I prepare my defense

So bring on the HOA
Bring out your bylaws and your statutes
But I will stand my ground
And fend you off one by one
If I have to



Credits
Writer(s): Seth Biskind
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