Long Necrosis Poems

   heroes?

there are none here, now ... ever ...
      don’t feign to look, for your eyes will
         beg their smiles,...

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SENSE OF UNIVERSAL CREATIVITY CONCEPT BEYOND COSMIC CREATURES REVIEW.
WHY, HOW, WHEN, WHO DESIGNED THE SYLLOGE KNOW HOW CREATOR ONLY KEN. 
OBVIOUSLY, SINCE INCEPTION OF MACROCOSMOS INFINITY TIMES LAPSED THE COINER SELF EXISTENCE HYPOTHESIS GIST AND...

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As a youngster he had dreamt of moving to a potato farm in Ireland

To escape from the brown rot of German post-world war II contamination

Just another plot on the map to sufficient existence and to...

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It's day one.
But not really, because its actually been two years
And my Body is starting to eat itself 
As each year passes, another part of me is consumed.
A leg, a finger, a part of my...

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In Nursing School

In nursing school they have us learn all the proper medical words,
Because in Greek and Latin we defecate, but we never make turds,
And what's worse than learning about all these dreadful diseases
Is forgetting...

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I shall not weep, for him, nor for his crime
Since while he killed he murdered noble lives
And on that angered day, he muted the chime
He jabbed them hard, with few sharp knives.
He was death, the...

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They are forever among us, the diaphanous spirits
Seeking the elan  vital of the cycling centuries

Running from necrosis, paying a mortuary tribute
To the killing fields of a nearby Roman Spring

Living in a somnolence stupor,melting and...

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Hands tick in motion but I hear naught         
of the onslaught of killing time depicted. 
Minutes run past me in tarred darkness
as the visions in my brain...

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There is a bounty for our hearts Luv,
gold and fame for the flat riders who dare lower our flame
seeking to steal our fortune of raw carnal currency, our soul gold,
Love's law has decreed our passion...

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The river is at autumnal peace
The spring runoff months long past.
The sun has mellowed, shrinking shadows.
Birds that once graced this glade
Have assayed the air and arched the horizon.
There is a gentleness in grass and tree—
A...

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A dream, a dream, where I tremble in dread!
     The death bells toll, and I hear their piercing knell.
The grave, the grave, where I lie as if dead;
   ...

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The most precious of me.
The womanly comforts.
The 'lift you up'.
The birthing.
The healing.
The trying.
The love.
The loyalty.
The heat and honour.
These are what you used
To warm yourself.
Now you wonder why I run cold?
Do you even realise
That you spat...

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Our words will never change.
Rewind the arguments and keep the frame.
We've found a hidden vein.
I'm sick of mining these messes we've made.

We will not compromise.
This is exactly how it came to life.
I've said so many...

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In necrosis star does not die
On the contrary it shines brighter against midnight sky
Towards it great celestial eagle will fly 
Of celestial necromicron it is the founding dye 

The force where time is just a...

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