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Surgical Incissions to the Soul

by Lacy D Phillips

(to Justin and Piper)

Remember back to our school days
when we reveled in the rhetoric of biology
and that one gray day we spent
dissecting a fetal pig?
I wanted to name it Carly,
imagine it her perfect frame
pinned out against the dissecting tray.
And taking scalpel in hand
like some nauseated sophomore,
gut her navel to neck.
And though I know--
in terms of physiology--
that the human heart
has little to do with emotion.
I'd still like to see,
just to see...

10/27/2001

Posted on 10/27/2001
Copyright © 2025 Lacy D Phillips

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