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Array ( [sid] => 116901 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Cadaver [time] => 2006-03-23 07:03:44 [hometext] => Insterments for cutting [bodytext] => Shiney !
This metel table.
I didn't ask for this.
Why me ?

In this little town.
An accident !
I blead till I was white.
They lay me down.

Me a stranger.
Hospital to mougue.
Same building.
They put me here

A tag on my toe.
Slid in a compartment.
A metel drawer.
Tempature cold.

Noone to mourn.
Family afar.
Insterments for cutting.
Its early morn.

Here I am.
A mister Doe.
A shiney metel table.
A piece of ham.

Blue eyes.
On a spoon.
In a pan.
Someone will play I spy.

A heart cut out.
Purple and cold.
Put in a pickle jar.
Just a study cut.

An alkie two.
Have one for me.
party on.
A kidney used.

Liver fresh and red.
A day to old.
Save to disect.
My body lays dead.

A patch of skin.
My back lay bare.
Burn center.
No next of kin.

A stranger.
Still cold dead.
No family found.
The cadaver.

Sinned

[comments] => 2 [counter] => 258 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Sinned [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

The Cadaver

Contributed by Sinned on Thursday, 23rd March 2006 @ 07:03:44 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Shiney !
This metel table.
I didn't ask for this.
Why me ?

In this little town.
An accident !
I blead till I was white.
They lay me down.

Me a stranger.
Hospital to mougue.
Same building.
They put me here

A tag on my toe.
Slid in a compartment.
A metel drawer.
Tempature cold.

Noone to mourn.
Family afar.
Insterments for cutting.
Its early morn.

Here I am.
A mister Doe.
A shiney metel table.
A piece of ham.

Blue eyes.
On a spoon.
In a pan.
Someone will play I spy.

A heart cut out.
Purple and cold.
Put in a pickle jar.
Just a study cut.

An alkie two.
Have one for me.
party on.
A kidney used.

Liver fresh and red.
A day to old.
Save to disect.
My body lays dead.

A patch of skin.
My back lay bare.
Burn center.
No next of kin.

A stranger.
Still cold dead.
No family found.
The cadaver.

Sinned

Copyright © Sinned ... [ 2006-03-23 07:03:44]
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Re: The Cadaver (User Rating: 1 )
by jonquilcottage on Thursday, 23rd March 2006 @ 07:15:55 AM AEST
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wow now that was not nice...LOL... you must have been in a morgue before. Bought back memories of nursing days. regards jonquilcottage

Re: The Cadaver (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 23rd March 2006 @ 01:30:39 PM AEST
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I liked this, good use of imagry!

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