Them bones, them bones...

Didn't I tell you that the time was coming 'round?! Didn't I say! Right about here.
Dilemas. Oh dig a hole and bury me in it.
I'm not ready.

State of Mind

I was sitting this morning outside drinking coffee with cinnamon, contemplating, thinking, meandering through my mind, not quite sitting comfortably in reality. I slipped gently into daydream, opened my eyes to see Bones sitting next to me, skeleton Bones free from his flesh.
"Mornin'" he said to me flashing his permanent grin my way.
I inclined my head in his direction.
"How's the day?" I asked, then wondered why, such an odd thing to ask.
He turned his skull towards me, looking at me eyeless.
"Seizeable" he said and made a gesture with his skeleton hand.
The sound of his bones clicking softly together still echoes in my ears.