When unidentified remains are relinquished to our care
That are so decayed and liquefied as to make diagnosis
quite a chore
When the putrescent canvas of death is teeming with
bristling life
With tiny anthropoid stowaways nestled in every pore...
My autopsy technicians mistake the corpse shudder for
a cadaveric spasm
But upon closer inspection they witness the nauseating
wave of insect activity
The feasting and chatter drowns the neon hum from the
morgue lamps and fans
And the ambient temperature rises 5 degrees as their
chitinous bodies skitter in putridity...
The corpse is alive...reanimated through entomological
means
The John Doe swells...as parasitic activity literally
bursts through his seams
Seeping rivers of eggs...hatching larvae are hurriedly
washed down the drain
Call the Forensic Entomologist...everyone knows he's got
bugs on the brain...
...Carcass hive...
...Cadaverine nest...
The Forensic Entomologist is a specialist in this
field
Of which there are three separate and distinct
components
The Urban field deals with insecthuman environment
matters
Stored-Products handles infestation of commodities and
products...
But the one that we require is the Medicolegal
Entomology field
With its eccentric bug experts and their forensic
Ph.D.'s
They've classified and catalogued their necrophilous
winged friends
And can determine PMI by the stadiums and stages of
insect activity...
...Blowflies...spiders...beetles...mites and lice...
...Maggots...larvae...pupa...hatch and fly...
...Crawling...squirming...breeding...burrowing...
...Medicocriminal entomology...
The Forensic Entomologist will analyze the cadaver