Formalin Poems - Poems about Formalin

...Reminiscing through the album of perpetuity, I came across a thorn that kissed my skin, and murmured into my soul, a powerful stance, stitching soft whispers in exquisite cadence. The thorn tr......

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...‘ex post facto’ it is facile to see the human reality of matter one does not need artificial intelligence to feel sorrow and joy a life not bravely examined is not worth living and theref......

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...CADAVER (a philosophical dissection) Dissection hall-bedding the dead, The air thick with formalin, Moving blades, dissecting- The stillness in front. Frostiness of death, biting- The warmne......

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...A couple of twisted shacks composed in Card Board City in Everywhere County the nameless man or woman spits out another tooth with Tuber......

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...Un-revelling Rivalry Who am I to speak of historical rivalry I cannot contest all the clever myriad truths conjectures and refutations about the two masters the two foes with huge presence when......

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...The night comes down heavily upon the skull In every fancies of wired images: Lady Macbeth's dagger or Old Hamlet's ghost; Or in my own term - ripped off from the organic herbs. Yes, it came to......

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...As I entered the dissection hall with trepidation My insides churned with disgust When I set eyes on the cadaver I felt scared and squeamish, but to continue was a must I slipped on my gloves And he......

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...The temporary altar, Translation of Etiemble’s quintet: Le reposoir by T. Wignesan For us As for me, I have renounced the noxious vault where the other life child concealed a father who......

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...I flow like the river and fall like a spring Dazzling many like a pugilist on a ring, Interact with many people and classes, Making young men to raise their glasses. Racism and apartheid are not in ......

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...Einstein’s brain was more complicated than any Swiss army knife. A pathologist took it from his cranium creating its’ ignominious afterlife. He confined it in a formalin filled Tupperware tub that ......

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