Ungentle exhumation  Must be thorough, remove it all   Catalogue every part,   Then rape them and eat them     How dare them bury   what should be mine   My dead companions   on which I dine     Penetrate the dead hole   Please, O lord, just let it smell   and let mankind's puniverse   be befouled just for me     My graveside manner  lacks no finesse   These ravaged bodies   betray no distress     As I tear apart the dead things  I annoint them with my seed   and gain new insights into death   with their consumption   Yet I wonder,   «What if I were something dead?»    Somewhere there's a graveyard of ghouls  with a massive headstone   that waits just for me;   Maybe someday   Someone will come