My Coroner

Poppy’s prompt #6

By Sean A.Published 2 years ago • 1 min read

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I didn’t ask for an autopsy

Yet here you are, pulling me apart

You weigh what is in my heart

With a broken scale

Yank out my intestines like a rope

Because you don’t have the guts

To turn the scalpel on yourself

You curl up on the table

Hide what’s inside from examination

While laying me bare for all to see

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Inspired by:

https://vocal.media/writers/poppy-s-prompts-6

A happy guy that tends to write a little cynically. Just my way of dealing with the world outside my joyous little bubble.

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