Julie Shiel
art by Laura Pelick
 

The Sculptor
 

He creates deadly dioramas,
twisting threads of
bloody innards,
tearing blue and purple
strings of tendons
into delicate framework.

He rearranges bone,
places paper-thin
slices of the heart
in symbolic array,
and exposes the
bizarre clockwork
ticking of the lungs
as they decay.
He dissects the
secret matter
of the brain,
arranges it in
transient display,
and stares into eyes
glazed with final
epiphany of terror.

He divines
messages to self,
traced in entrails
curling wetly across
the dust covered floor,
and offers up
his grotesque sacrifice
as he searches for answers
midst macabre supplication.

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