Bryan, you were just a wee fish, lying and waiting
wrapped in your giraffe stained blanket
when they finally arrived to photograph you.
After 4 months and this morning, face down, was how they found you.
If you smothered or drown, it doesn't matter; you turned blue.
Even before arriving, they knew from one look, no one could save you.
Medical tape covers your mouth, where they tried to push air back into you.
They propped you up on a rubber brick, a body block.
Then delicate unfeeling latex fingers hollowed you
shucked your organs, little clam, with a dull filet knife.
They trimmed sinew from you, your spine and
laid out each tract, intact, for all to view.
Gravity lied when it said, there is no more blood in you.
They never ever knew you.
They cut your anchors to this world,
lifted your brain balloon, held high in sacrifice.
Your heart never asked to break, is finally broken
and passed around. (Please, Bryan, please just float away.)
what's left here and what makes you, you.
They never cared about you.
Three days later, still, I carried you.
We stared through stained glass, looking for a clue
Priest moans; you left for someplace new.
But how? Walk on water with feet the ground never knew?
Bryan, Bryan, you little bastard, we are through.
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