Poor Girl

I walk to work and arrive
as I walk into the morgue
the smell of death greets me.
It greets me like a faithful pet.
the smell gets stronger as i approach
the autopsy room.
I get the first body ready.
It is a girl who was stalked.

I start the Y-insission
hard part is over
taking one organ out one at a time.
weighing and disecting them ever
so carefully.
I look for other injuries
before going for the brain.
she has bruises new and old.

then i get the brain out using
the bonesaw.
there was bleeding in the brain
and broken bones.

from there i note
the cause of death was"
Blunt force trauma
the poor girl.
So beautiful and beautiful
in life and death.
i close the body up
and i cry for the girl
and for what she had to endure.
death for her was a blessing
because she would not live a
full life...
after what that psyco did
to her.
Poor Girl