By Isolde
Date: 24 January 1999

Dissection

Accused
Like daVinci
Of investigating too closely
That which
Some feel
Should be left in the dark
Accused
Of dissecting
Of peering inside
To try and understand
The inner workings of man
Perhaps I too will be reduced
To hiding my thoughts
My discoveries
My ideas
To scrawling my words
In journals
Written backwards
In secret code
Locking them away
Lest the truth
Or the light of day
Offend the sensitivities
Of those who would leave
These questions unanswered