Carnal Epitaph - Exhumed

I scrawled an ode to this mortal coil

In scarlet upon your back

I gnarled in code with dreadful toil

A parting verse so black…

Ivory skin streched out before me

In frozen fields of pallid grace

Livid eyes rolled back and silently implored me

From out of your jaundiced face

Carving in crimson with scalpel and rasp

Sculpturing your flesh into your epitaph

Your corpse tells its tale in blood, pus and grume

Spilling out secrets you should take to your tomb

A carnal epitaph perhaps best left unheard

The time has come to mince more than words

Parting words don’t often cut this deep

Engraved on your back, the secrets we’ll keep

Though you’ll never read these empty words

Upon the slab you lie so still

They don’t cut as deep as you deserve

Poetic licence to hack, maim, and kill…

The porcelain flesh that enshrouds you remains

Were both my parchment and my muse

Now incarnadined hand I penned these lines

As best I could well manage

I cruelly carved out these designs

What words are worth in tissue damage…

Carving in crimson with scalpel and rasp

Sculpturing your flesh into your epitaph

Your corpse tells its tale in blood, pus and grume

Spilling out secrets you should take to your tomb

A carnal epitaph perhaps best left unheard

The time has come to mince more than words

Parting words don’t often cut this deep

Engraved on your back, the secrets we’ll keep…