walt martin Poems
Reflections Of An Autopsy Undone
Another interruption in duty and chore;
A call to task behind the gray door.
With ' Y ' cut to make,
and samples to take;
Questions to expose - Avenues to explore.
Isolation of Ego, emotion to kill;
and icy detachment, stronger than Will;
studied external examination...
Skin unmarred, odd warmth to feel;
contrasts the bite of cold stainless steel.
Sixteen years to find such beauty true,
fully half child, yet half woman too.
Though vessel unfilled, full is the need;