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The autopsy of a man... a man in a coma. |
Living Dead There is a girl to his left No older than seventeen She doesn't look it, though There are circles under The once vibrant eyes And she's teared up To the point her face is raw Wrinkles of anxiety cross her ever lusting mind Hands are slightly shaking and She hasn't eaten since she heard And I doubt she will awhile more I fear for her life more than my own To be bitterly honest. She placed a hand upon his chest Stared into his closed eyes and The lass merely whispered "You know, all these years, and i never said I loved you." A tear rolled down her cheek And landed on his parched lips The salty drop rolling into His esophagus, aching To hack out a painful wheeze Or simply outright choke Alas, the salty tear from Which came hither's lips And unto the latter's hence Simply burned down his throat Taunting me the whole voyage Until finally setting upon The mouth of a silenced beast Lunging to scream As she bent over and Leaned a lost mind unto His bitterly silent chest The parched lips whispered, why? She stood there like that Though of will or confusion I'll never know Alas, by and by, She stood there The haunted maiden Alongside and unto The forever receeding night. I've never known such pain Fully concious and aware I rejoiced at the gift, when The lass appeared unto my side I had nevwer known such bliss. Until I tried totalk Until I tried to blink I couldn't move Couldn't breath Yet I absorbed all My mind was so frantic Wailing unto a physical silence Not even a million of those Nuclear warheads, armed And ready to go could top My emotion, energy- Oh, no! For these bombs were starved Starved of the oxygen needed In order to ignite- Silence. The hand disappeared Or has it been gone? Yet I heard the crying still- New voices, as well! Ma'am, they spoke Leave, I bade you At least take a seat For such is the upcoming ordeal's horror I couldn't fathom you see. There was not a word Alas, shuffling? I heard her, I think She's slowly leaving What is this? Hands? I couldn't focus for awhile But I heard, finally "My scalpel, boy!" Clinking, clattering Silence. "Remember, between the ribs Slowly now- There you go..." And then I felt it. A burning line right Down my chest- Alas, I aawoke Screaming with all the Pent up energy My eyes opened Two stunned men And a girl whose Hands supported a teary eyed face- It was warm and sticky, Blood? My blood? Who are these people Whom... Alas, the lad never finished The question at his lips- Silence. The student quivered As the corpse's eyes undialated "Are... are they supposed to... to do that?" Shocked, the elderly doctor shook THe face of an astonished gaze As the filled out the autopsy report- Cause of death: Severed Aorta.. Silence. |