My First P.M. (Autopsy) For M Lady Dee Daffodil Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

I felt no apprehension
I was quite frankly curious
prepared to pay attention.
Which made my colleague furious.

Because he had expected me
to turn pale green, perhaps pass out.
Instead of which I strained to see.
Surprising him I have no doubt.

To ascertain the cause of death,
we had to solve that mystery.
I didn’t even hold my breath,
the process interested me.

I watched spell bound as in a trance
the work of the pathologist
. A man who left nothing to chance
as he worked through his own check list

Each organ was removed and weighed
examined carefully to see
what changes disease may have made.
His findings noted carefully.

In speech upon a Dictaphone,
speaking conversationally
I was surprised how time had flown
as I watched fascinatedly.

I asked him what the verdict was
and how the man had come to die.
He said that he could find no cause
that he could clearly identify

A heart attack I’ll certify
to satisfy officialdom.
It is the truth most probably.
He went because his time had come.

I can remember vividly
I was surprised by what he said.
He spoke with great authority.
We can be certain he is dead.

I can find nothing untoward
which might suggest some sort of crime.
The man has gone to his reward.
He simply had run out of time.

18-Jun-08

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