A hungry fade of salvation

"I am only bones here"
He said  
Through clinched teeth that rattled loud percussion    
A knock and groan escaped alabaster jaw with each sad syllable uttered  
And created in whine and four four time    
My new ache and heartbeat  
   
His kind of skinny you might imagine  
Hanging in angles beneath hollow eyes    
That stared out with haunting apathy  
Through the ironworks of Auschwitz    
Seeing oblivion in their segregate from humanity    
   
There was similar distance  between the World at large  
Its conscience and collective heart  
And his dark soul    
   
I longed to heal him  
To fatten his skeletal state of lost self  
With tender morsals of soft touch  
Attempted to chart him a better destiny  
A steller map of loving fate    
That shined  by his reflection held  
In the gleam of my eye  
   
But the futility of it all settled on my aspect    
And i learned to mourn the dying  
As i stared into the black  sockets  
That were once the hopeful eyes    
Of man