The Medical Examiner

Wed, 02/12/2014 - 16:23 -- Erose


Cold, frim, lifeless,

Laying on cold steel,

Water trickles down the drain,

Washing the dirty away.


Incisions are made,

Inspection makes way,

Hunting for the cause,




Dopping the fragment into the tray,

Cause of death, a stab wound

Perferation of the pericardial sac.


Sewing the incisions,

Water trickes down the rin one again,

The victim returned to the wall of storage,

The Medical Examiner satisfied with a job well done.




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