Burial Rites


Burial Rites
I was still awake

When the embalming process started

She made the incision

And cut me wide open

Caressed each organ in turn

And removed them

Crushing them, one by one



She replaced my organs with

A hardening fluid

A pain that spread to every part

Of me

A warm mix of anger and despair

And final numbness, when

She was no longer there.



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