Fatal intravenous injection of potassium produces subtle or no specific anatomic changes at all thereby posing a challenge to the autopsy surgeon to unpack the cause and manner of death. Since, it is only the extracellular potassium that can be measured in the laboratory, attributing death due to potassium poisoning becomes difficult.In such cases when the post-mortem biological tests are unable to differentiate endogenous from exogenous substances, decisions can only be substantiated by history and circumstantial evidence.
Note.Dr Zafar SUPARI killer Injection..
OCEAN BOTTOM VIEWED-
On that day my soul grew midstream, midstream;
I threw my Antarctic upon the floor;
They are perfumed from unseen sunken breams;
There Venusians underscored treasures;
Act all that’s from out my heart does measures;
Oceans surrounding submissive pleasures;
~
I heard domestic, marine oiling;
My smallmouth bass, I could not awaken;
Seas crave the endogenous, temps boiling;
Sharp tooth sharks swim for fish for the taken;
Darken shadowed waters covered stricken;
Sea starfish broke dead floating silken;
~
In their stepped a vibratory sea bass;
Shark bite, I crave the saturnine south seas;
An echo from ocean floor hollered back;
Above and below ocean mangrove trees;
Also threw my whiting on the shore of seas;
Was a standout, breakout stout watery breeze?
~
When thinking of underwater ocean
Acts seaweed in liquid torrent motion?
6/4/19
Your Choice, Any Form, Any Theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
On that day my soul grew midstream, midstream;
I threw my Antarctic upon the floor;
They are perfumed from unseen sunken breams;
There Venusian's underscored treasures;
Take all that’s from out my heart does measures;
Oceans surrounding submissive pleasures;
I heard a domestic, marine oiling;
My small mouth bass, I could not awaken;
Seas crave the endogenous, temps boiling;
Sharp tooth sharks swim for fish for the taken;
Darken shadowed waters covered stricken;
Sea starfish broken dead floating silken;
In their stepped a vibratory sea bass;
Shark bate, I crave the saturnine south seas;
An echo from ocean floor hollered back;
above and below ocean mangrove trees;
also threw my whiting on shore of seas;
Was standout, breakout stout watery breeze;
When thinking of underwater ocean
Think seaweed in liquid torrent motion ?
3/30/19
Urban Sonnet Poetry Contest
Sonnet poetry form only.
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
IN THE DARKNESS IN THE LIGHT-ITS RIGHT--
In the darkness, in the light;
Everything gonna be alright;
First comes darkness, then the light;
And it' so bright, so bright
in the day and night
In the darkness in the light, it's right
In the chaos comes the struggles;
We are all overcomers;
In the darkness, in the light
Violent waves endogenous;
We are assured, and forever blessed
In the darkness in the light, it's right
Passions rise emotion rage;
Rain comes down like villagers run;
New born babies in their cribs, crying as they live;
First comes dark then the light
in the day and night
In the darkness in the light, it's right
In the darkness in the light, it's right
4/22/17
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2017, 2019©
I thought my poem sedulous,
instead it turned out nebulous,
all who read, incredulous,
merit at best tenuous.
Its origin endogenous,
meter, rhyme preposterous,
spurious, anomalous,
muse morosely arduous.
Striving for poetical,
its words turned out pathetical,
useless and nonsensical,
amusement for the skeptical.
Might someone who’s methodical,
and skilled lexicographical,
allay its monotonical?
Odds against are astronomical.
Walking through portraitures discordant
Nightmare acutations better part of singulars
Far too long ? Enunciating endogenous skeletons
Less proxy amid the harrowing graveyard of their bones ?
Decaying biosphere chambers these tales in secrets
They have never told ? Slumber gathering beyound his iron
Gates atop the sepulchers betwixt gray stones ? Virtual..
Tombs marking time that screams and all her blood is not my own.
Walking through portraitures discordant nightmare
Acutations better part, of singulars far too long?!
Enunciating endogenous skeletons; less proxy....
Amid the harrowing graveyard of their bones
Decaying biosphere chambers these tales
In secrets they have never told!?
Slumber gathering beyound the iron gates
Atop the sepulchers betwixt gray stones
Virtual tombs marking time which screams....
And all the blood is not my own?!
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The';'Boogey';'man ~
all at once (circumambient & endogenous)---
365 days, 12 months, 52 weeks,
24 hours, 60 minutes, 60 seconds & then centiseconds & milliseconds etc., etc., etc.,
(you can do the math)
one wo/man with eyes peeled screaming perpetually open
in front of their prospective
screens---
hooked up,
tuned in &
the electronic stimulants being shot back at them
flicker as sporadically quick & acute as the tongue of a hydromantes
dancing, discoing, salsa-ing
atop & alongside the very retinas now fast becoming one
with the screen that they are so very close to
adhering themselves to a new destiny
a new place in the fabric of time
wherein, the devouring mechanism
sucks in
those willing to coast the wave
in which drowning is no longer an option &
the burden (and quite possible boredom) of
immortality
is brought upon their heads
10 fold.
Walking through portraitures discordant nightmare
Acutations better part, of singulars far too long?!
Enunciating endogenous skeletons; less proxy....
Amid the harrowing graveyard of their bones
Decaying biosphere chambers these tales
In secrets they have never told!?
Slumber gathering beyond the iron gates
Atop the sepulchers betwixt gray stones
Virtual tombs marking time which screams....
And all the blood is not my own?!
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The';'Boogey';'man ~
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