{"sf1_id":325202,"sf2_id":"rn60JX7e","title":"Bones behind glass","author":"Sagaron","words":236,"posted_at":"2012-01-11T06:42:00.000Z","tags":["Abstract","Love","Poetry","Toad","bones","philisophical"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/325202-bones-behind-glass","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rn60JX7e","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/01/03/0103d5c2-b648-4786-8d48-ee18d62c61c8","description":"","content":"\u0026nbsp;\n\nBones behind glass. Just out of reach.\n\nSentiments behind words. Subtle but visible.\n\nThinly veiled, the threats lie beneath glass.\n\nBones, I think of death.\n\nSentiments, I think of love.\n\nBoth play a part in each other.\n\nYour anatomy, it lies where I can see it.\n\nI know where your heart is, and I can see your eyes, the windows into your soul.\n\nThe bones hold up your sentiments, and your eyes let me see into you, like glass protecting meaning.\n\nA toad is behind a barrier. A barrier of glass.\n\nIt's last warbling croak, disbanded by the progression of time and decay.\n\nIn a glass box it lays. The bones of a creature.\n\nProtected from the interpretation of fingers and unfettered sight; it lays only half understood.\n\nAn exhibit, a monument to life. It is kept away from those who could destroy it.\n\nJust as your sentiments and love are behind skin and seen through eyes, the toad cannot be interpreted by sight alone.\n\nI must connect to you through language.\n\nBoth of the body and of the mind.\n\nMy words tap at the well of my meaning that I wish to convey.\n\nThey are a bucket that draws water from the stony depths.\n\nThe depths are where the toad lays; it breeds in the shallow turgid water.\n\nThe depths are where my meaning lays; they breed in the shallow water of my mind.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}