Give me the bones of your dead and I will consume them

The copy of my commie pinko entry that was sent out has been rather horribly re-formatted, in the kind of way that doesn't look like an error, it just looks like I'm a very bad writer.  Who thinks entirely too much of herself.  And the bone they installed last year is gone already, absorbed, I am apparently a cadaverous bone-consuming fiend.  So I will lie in the chair again, and they will open my gums again, like a shiny red present, and stuff the empty spaces inside with another dead man's bones.