Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com - Read, Rate, Comment on, or Submit Poetry. Browse Poetry Forums, or just enjoy other parts of our poetic community.
One of the largest databases of poetry on the net, now over 198,500+ poems!
Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com    Poems On Site: 198,500+   Comments On Poems: 427,000+   Forum Posts: 105,000+
Custom Search
  Welcome ! Home  ·  FAQ  ·  Topics  ·  Web Links  ·  Your Account  ·  Submit Poetry  ·  Top 30  ·  OldSite Link 22-November 09:35:52 AEST  
  Menu
  Home
· Micks Shop
· Our eBay Store· Error Submit
 Poetry
· Submit Poetry
· Least Read Poems
· Topics
· Members Listing
· Old Site Post 2001
· Old Site Pre 2001
· Poetry Archive
· Public Domain Poetry
 Stories
· Stories (NEW ! )
· Submit Story
· Story Topics
· Stories Archive
· Story Search
  Community
· Our Poetry Forums
· Our Arcade
100's of Games !

  Site Help
· FAQ
· Feedback

  Members Areas
· Your Account
· Members Journals
· Premium Sign-Up
  Premium Section
· Special Section
· Premium Poems
· Premium Submit
· Premium Search
· Premium Top
· Premium Archive
· Premium Topics
 Fun & Games

· Jokes
· Bubble Puzzle
· ConnectN
· Cross Word
· Cross Word Easy
· Drag Puzzle
· Word Hunt
 Reference
· Dictionary
· Dictionary (Rhyming)
· Site Updates
· Content
· Special Content
 Search
· Search
· Web Links
· All Links
 Top
· Top 30
  Help This Site
· Donations
 Others
· Recipes
· Moderators
Our Other Sites
· Embroidery Design Store
· Your Jokes
· Special Urls
· JM Embroideries
· Public Domain Poetry and Stories
· Diamond Dotz
· Cooking Info and Recipes
· Quoof - Australian Story

  Social

Autopsy

Contributed by parkman on Tuesday, 6th April 2004 @ 05:33:14 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



My mind is blank, it's totally void
Any thoughts, have been destroyed
Sucked out by tubes, into a can
By a dark and sinister man

My eyes are dull, staring straight ahead
Like wearing blinkers, as I lie on his bed
Just an object, a slab of meat with no life
For the man, to dissect with his knife

He cuts at my wrist, but I feel no pain
Blood drips onto the sheet and starts to stain
Drills through a bone, scoops marrow out with a spoon
Puts it in a jar, labeled, to be studied soon

He cuts round my skull, my brain he removes
Feels the texture and studies the grooves
Labels it abnormal, places it on a plate
To be dissected, at a later date

It's been two hours, the man he is through
Stitches me back together and cleans me too
Puts a tag on my toe, covers me with my sheet
It's back to the chiller, for this slab of meat




Copyright © parkman ... [ 2004-04-06 17:33:14]
(Date/Time posted on site)





Advertisments:






Previous Posted Poem         | |         Next Posted Poem


 
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title etc.
Re: Autopsy (User Rating: 1 )
by Remy on Tuesday, 6th April 2004 @ 05:45:30 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
eww eww EWWW, sorry... but no, i think: EWW. yea, that's all, writing yes, topic no, EWW... okay, i'm done. lol.. sorry... but eww! ;0)
~Remy~


Re: Autopsy (User Rating: 1 )
by ConfusedPancake on Tuesday, 6th April 2004 @ 06:30:15 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
i've never ever read poetry about someone describing an autopsy. so i found this really facinating. it's kind of a weird subject for poetry. but nevertheless you've managed to pull it off. job well done. it's dark and moody and quite the "ew" as remy put it. but i like it.


Re: Autopsy (User Rating: 1 )
by twinkletoes on Tuesday, 6th April 2004 @ 08:35:36 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
I guess you never hear of anyone complaining about their own autopsy...yuk...you got me going.

tt




While every care is taken to ensure the general sites content is family safe, our moderators cannot be in all places; all the time. Please report poetry and or comments that are in breach of our site rules HERE (Please include poem title or url). Parents also please ensure that you supervise your children well when they are on the internet; regardless of what a site says about being, or being considered, child-safe.

Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©

Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster

All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com

All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.

Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com