The aftermath of blunt force trauma crumpled in the morguenCrushed decedents pulped to rags, skin-wrapped splintered bonesnSplaying limbs bruised and rent, finding countless dentsnReenacting comic flights, the graceless cause of deathnPureed entrails porridgenOrgans jumbled rawnNew tenant in cold storagenBrains pitched liquescentnTeeth ground in mawnWhole carcass quite putrescentnBodies struck by vehicles, impact sending flightnWhiplash limbs twist midair, spinning from the plightnSubjects fallen from great heights, hemorrhage on the groundnLong bones jutting through torn skin, leaking pasty moundnBlunt force trauma injury pulverizes subjects instantlynPostmortem X-ray imagery tells the grisly talenDislocating joint from bone, the corpse makes crepitating moansnI dissect but quickly sew, completely overwhelmednFrame cracks and riftsnDecedent liftsnPirouette through the airnAs tendons tearnTubs of sickly yellow fat spilled from dermal splitsnCarcass weighing ten less pounds from missing crime scene bitsnScalp and skin dislodged and sloughing, draped in wrinkled pulesnThe wealth of trauma adds new pages to my growing filenSlackened jaw unpinnednHinges open widenForms a ghastly grinnEyes protruding pinknLooking quite surprisednThey deflate and sinknPuzzles reassemblednNot one truly resemblesnHumanity at alln(The stuff is an utter wastenA shambles of a closed-casket case)nFinal flight recorded on the fragile human bodynA trip so terminal as to be without ignominynEvidence presented in crushed bits of scrapnFlailing jellied form, a boneless pummeled sacknSkein of tangled viscera wind fractured discs of vertebranLife-succinet ephemera: It's snugged unceremoniouslynRoad debris embedded in the chalky, scraped riven skinnInnards now revolt within and rupture sloshing frothnFrame cracks and riftsnDecedent liftsnPirouette through the airnAs tendons tearnn[Solo: elegy for the broken]