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Early Morning Forensics

by dr_mandrill 

Posted: 30 December 2003
Word Count: 175


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Whoever they were, they had grace
Enough to foil my tripwire
And other booby-traps I'd rigged.

So I slept on unwarned
As they reached my bed
And set out their tools on the floor.

A rockhammer to make peanut brittle of my ribcage.
The kitchen scissors were for severing the aorta and major veins.
The rusty trowel, by the looks of it
Was used for scooping out viscera.
The tazer might have been to knock me out
If they found me awake, or may have been
Lying around here for weeks
(either way I'm keeping it).
The shirt of mine you sleep in when you stay
Was packed into the wound
And they hadn’t sterilized
Anything.

Were they angels or ghosts,
Your little errand-runners?
Silent ninjas? Buddhist ascetic monks perhaps,
With superhuman and ruthless control?
Or ballerinas?

I know I had a heart a day or two ago;
A meat and nerve and gristle heart,
Made from me and at my centre.
Your people took that out.
It’s probably in some alley somewhere
Feeding cats.






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Fearless at 16:54 on 30 December 2003  Report this post
Doc Mandrill

Reminds me of the morning I woke up next to my (now ex) wife, and felt the big chill. Funny how you walk out without a heart, with minimal senses, trying to function at a basic level.

In my case she used fisting transvestite circus midgets.

Write on bro'

Fearless

roovacrag at 21:20 on 30 December 2003  Report this post
Brilliant,your a man after my own heart,pity i am a woman. xx alice

Tim Darwin at 11:26 on 31 December 2003  Report this post
This is a splendid visceral punch, well done!

But I may be some time recovering from the imagery...and if I do, heaven help me from Woz's dimunitive fisting transvestites!

Best

Tim


Bobo at 13:16 on 31 December 2003  Report this post
Dr - great, though somewhat stomach-turning, piece. I think we all have theories about where the heart actually ends up when it's 'stolen'...mine's being tortured in an underground cavern somewhere in the Peak District by 43 Umpa-Lumpa extra's...bastards...


BoBo x

Sparrow_splitter at 15:48 on 03 January 2004  Report this post
DM, this is great. Anything that has ninjas in is good, but this has got so much more.
This one should be graffiti'd on the sphynx.

dr_mandrill at 18:05 on 08 January 2004  Report this post
Thankyou everybody for your kind words. Actually... fisting midgets...umpa lumpas... you people make me sick!

Sparrow- not a bad idea. Though probably more in keeping with the mutilation theme would be tatooing it onto the queen's forehead.


dm


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