Hand me your bone

Hand me your bone
and had cracked lacked the flesh
red and white
hurt and clean
beauty and transparent
give me a black raincoat
in this shine, I'll die of burning reflection
Cover me up with old blanket
It will help me to hold my umbilical warmth
Clay doll, raining grass,
Cold charcoal and blue irons
dragging down as all of the glances try to touch me
Weep till you bleed
Hear before you be aware
See when your eyes sunk in sea
Everything in hand, everyone formed by your design
They will track you up till you you stop breathing