Bone Bits

An article was tossed last week at me,
as if an eavesdropper was paying heed
to current thoughts of biochemistry
and what to counter fragile I might need.
I gave the offered words attentive read,
and even after buffing them with salt,
they prompted questioning how to proceed:
the what-does-what; and maybe I should halt.

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