Corporeal Grey

His skull was full
of foggy gray matter
so thick you could spread it on toast.
It rots in its jar
near the edge of the table
'til the inevitable
will reach out too far,
striking it down to spill like most:
*shatter* and *splatter*
of contents once full.

His lost sanitation:
smeared across a sticky floor.

©February 9th 2008