I do not want to do this to you
My heart wrenches
For the pain we inflict
Nothing about this is graceful, pure, peaceful
Nothing like death should be
This is all violence and mayhem
All enthusiasm for an experience
To hold your heart
Knowing that we must take it from you first
Must tear it from its roots
From the vessels that sustained you
To hold this foundation
To reveal it by peeling you away
The shocking intimacy
We know nothing of who you were
Who that heart loved
What those hands formed
We know only that you were generous
You gave yourself
Did you know what we would do?
Would you understand if we enjoy the destruction that we cause?
Surrendering to the chill of the anatomy lab…
Will you know how my heart aches for you?