***Left shoulder to bottom of breastbone, cut deep.***

Right side the same, meeting in the middle.

Carve a Y, sternum to pubic bone.

Deviate to avoid the navel.

Top flap over the face,

Sides to the side.

Saw away

The ribs.

Remove

Sternal

Plate.

****

Even

If

I

was

thus

Laid open, completely exposed. I would be no more understood than I AM right now.

I am transparent. I feel it, you see it. I think it, you know.

No deception. No lies. No dishonesty.

Is that why, when younger

I sometimes

Felt

Eviscerated?

*

Source: http://www.deathonline.net/what_happens/autopsy/autopsy_steps.cfm

 

I’ve got the JOY down in my heart,

Long absent.

Deep and Real and Ready.

It’s the JOY from which springs hope and possibility.

Where dreams become reality.

The JOY that shouts “Yes, We Can!”

From deep within the belly

From the highest mountaintop.

The JOY that dares to dream of opportunity for all

And guarantees a future

Brighter, cleaner, clearer than today.

It is the JOY that nurtures young souls,

Soothes the old

And offers the middle-aged something to work for.

It is the JOY of American dreams and expectations.

Of all that we

Can be

Should be

Hope to be.

It is the JOY of better days.

The JOY of  America.

Our America.

My America.

America.

JOY.

© 2012 Kim Nelson Writes Suffusion theme by Sayontan Sinha