The Daily Poem

THE EXAMINATION

When I entered the room it was semi-gloom

And he stood there alone with his knife.

He was naked and pale, and the room smelled stale

And I sensed he was taking his life.

He opened his chest like a man possessed

With the need to examine his soul.

He was looking inside and he whimpered and cried

As he peered through that gaping hole.

There was nothing inside but his ribs and hide;

Not a liver, a spleen or a heart.

As I turned away with my face gone gray

I knew it was me torn apart.

D. Edgar Lamp

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Novel Verse Form

Oak Harbor, Washington

Lat: 48; 17.6" N, Long: 122' 38.6" W

JOURNAL: Ivan & Virginia Lathrop's House

~ The Daily Poet