Squishy Human Body

It came in a box

Covered in clear plastic skin

Holding onto the insides of what we hold in

Cracked open the casing, tweezers and plyers, let us begin

Set them all out on the organ-izer

The heart, the liver, a set of lungs

Pull those intestines, careful not to unwind

Steady with the kidneys, they don’t seem bunged

A thigh bone, some ribs, a pair of detachable shoulder-blades

Muscles with vessels, where do they all go?

Crack open the skull, see what’s inside

It’s grey and it wobbles, in my hand, oh no