Dr. Lorna Breen, MD: In Memoriam

You danced too long with the Bone Man.
He plucked away lives you held in your hands.

He got into your bed, into your skin.
He wore your scrubs and washed your hands.

He hollowed you out, replaced you from within.
The Bone Man ate your heart

in payment for the lives you saved.
He left you nothing.

When your father came for you, he said you had changed.
He looked in your eyes and saw only

the bone-hunger.

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