Cannibal Morticians--A Halloween Poem
Nobody looks closely
At corpses in a funeral.
You usually just see
Their faces and hands.
Who checks the bodies?
Of course it’s assumed
The bodies are all there.
They are rarely exhumed?
During the embalmings,
How much gets consumed?
Some parts are for science,
Or given as replacement organs.
Maybe out of defiance
To laws and mores, parts are
Eaten by one without conscience.
If I were to voice my suspicions,
I’d ask who handles corpses,
Using which institutions?
Mortuary workers look well-fed…
Are they cannibal morticians?
10 Sep 2015
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