Autopsy Sonata

I. Incision Bloom

Velvet scalpel grins erupt

between collapsed ventricles of trust.

Praise arrives in tourniquets.

A heartbeat becomes ceremonial—

measured, curated,

rinsed in peroxide affection.

Organs mistaken for orchids

hang trembling in the atrium.

Every petal a flashback.

II. Pharmakon Halo

Syringe-fed infatuation drips

into calligraphy veins.

The dopamine was ornamental—

spooled in marrow like thread.

Initials pressed in cauterized frost

beneath the eyelids’ slow parade.

This is where rupture mimics grace.

Where devotion calcifies

into performance art.

III. Narcissus Loop

Mirrors bred inside mirrors,

each one starving for reflection.

An altar of triggers smolders

beneath the curtain of compliments.

Filament flares inside the ribcage

as identity rearranges—

venous architecture redrawn by absence.

The pedestal molted into a blade.

Still, the shape remained divine.

IV. Gaslight Vivisection

Reality bruises beneath fluorescence.

A centrifuge of gestures spinning—

apologies orbiting amnesia.

The body becomes the crime scene,

the memory, inadmissible.

Cortisol burns in the sinews

like gospel.

Each breath is forensic.

Each gesture, ritual retraction.

V. Corpus Reconstruct

When silence arrives,

it wears your handwriting.

Phantom limbs twitch with

unconfirmed betrayals.

The scar is the proof

the love ever touched me.

Under clinical glass,

I bloom in past tense—

a reliquary of conditions.

Exhibit A,

Exhibit again.