~...A mutilated body comes down the hall victim of a crime. Someone pushing the gurnee down under the florescent lights erratically flickering beams. Exiting off the elevator wheeling downward still. Sheet covered body of a corpse yet still, not moving. White tiles white walls and floors.. Pinching squeaking wheels sounding off rounding down the linen covered body.. Two attendants preform a lift picking up the body placing it on the autopsy table.. Mortician weights and measures said body.. Body is said to be tagged a "Jane Doe".. The decease no one knows. From the crime scene to the mortuary no one knows her she's traveled and died alone. Even the technicians shed a tear they do "cry".~
just a pound of flesh
the dead woman named "Jane Doe"
the one no one knows?
5/1/19
For Pick A Title, Vol.4- Haibun Poetry Contest
Haibun poetry form only
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