Autopsy
I wonder what they'll learn of me
After a thorough autopsy,
Once my thoughts stop mattering,
And decay takes everything.
I wonder what or if they'll regret,
I wonder if they feel guilty yet.
How much is a human life,
What's the worth of writhing strife?
Can you put a price tag on them?
Can you pretend that we're all gems?
I wonder if my mind will travel,
Once I'm 6 feet beneath gravel,
I wonder if my energy,
Will disperse, unravel me.
I wonder if I'm wondering,
Or subconsciously planning
To have myself cease to exist,
But add my heart to the next list.
Drop me off inside a human,
That is friends with just a few men,
Take away all of my fires,
Let them bathe with my desires.
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