Anatomy of a Passing Thought

by Lewis Turco

A brain in near-perfect condition is found in a skull
of a person who was decapitated over 2,600 years ago."

They found a pickled human brain
In a buried human head
In a British bog in an ancient drain —
The man had long been dead:

More than two thousand years had gone
Since he'd endured beheading —
No mulling had begun to dawn
Since then…or perhaps his wedding.

His thoughts were mud at their very best,
His musings soaked in slime.
Did he enjoy eternal rest
Until the end of time?

Alas! A lack of luck took place
And he was resurrected —
He is reminded of his disgrace,
For science has perfected

The art of Doctor Frankenstein
And soon he will be furnished
With an android's body and a glass of wine.
His reputation burnished,

He once again will walk abroad
Amid these modern wonders,
Unless, of course, it's all a fraud
Or some technician blunders.