Preservation Of Death

heir censure forced the decision

Their murder forced by incision

With furtive defiance I ended their lives

My allegiance to the scalpel has reshaped mine

Stuck with a codgerie of bodies

My aims have something new to embody

Flasks brimming with nutritive concoctions

To stave off decay and exsiccation

In vials suffused with anti-decomposotes

Concealed organelles, their discovery remote

Preservation of...

A post-mortem view to the nature of

Death

Preservation of...

A looking glass through to the traces of

Death

With our crimes concealed, we've time to reveal

Anatomical dogmas, so far not appealed

In perfect suspension, this gralloch begs the question

Past this mortal coil, can we affect reclamation

Preservation of...

Channels replete through which we aim to cheat death

Preservation of...

To our last breath, pursuing life after death

Information I'll procure from subjects matured

In a gripe's egg of our preserving tinctures