C. H. Weihmann

Ghost Describes Her Autopsy

PUBLISHED IN FOLIO 2023: VOL. 38.

in a language made for the living,
I find there are no words for this:

how it feels to be
opened

it’s half a blooming
and half a gaping

an orchid
and a wide wet mouth

the bloodless slice of the scalpel,
that flaming thrust of angel-spear

the agony & the ecstasy
the st.-theresa-sweetness

of the cold heart pulled from my hollowed chest
like an orphaned egg from a swallow’s nest.