.
Y incision closed,
samples taken, prepared for tests.
Twenty years of whoring finished,
streetwalks ended, death.
Preliminary report,
find a similar case.
A dozen like it.
Open File. Double click.
Change name, age 35 not 32,
injuries slightly different,
old fracture left not right,
extensive bruising the same.
Insert. “Transection at C3. Fatal,
consistent with fall/blow to neck”.
Save as, “A Life,”
complete in three and a half minutes.
End of the day,
Doctor departs the mortuary
to early evening warm
her walk down Parramatta Road.
Over the footbridge to Glebe,
home, comfort, a good dinner,
“Schubert”, wine and talk with David,
of their small events and day.
The same street walked
for twenty years.
A life, complete,
Bagged, zipped and filed away.
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