Skeleton

Darren found a skeleton in his sandwich.
It was a perfectly to scale adult human skeleton
without a blemish or crack on a single bone,
but, of course, the size of a slice of bread.
It posed many questions:
Why was the skeleton in the sandwich?
How was the skeleton in the sandwich
a perfectly to scale adult human skeleton
but the size of a slice of bread?
What did the tiny adult do for a living?
Where did they buy their clothes from?
What did they used to eat? Did they
have any friends? Where did they live?
We’re they the only adult human that size?
Did they find a community that made them feel
safe? Did it enjoy its own skin?
Darren asked himself all of these questions
roughly 20 minutes after finishing the sandwich.

© Carl Burkitt 2023

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