Necrotic Poems - Poems about Necrotic

... 7/14/2025 Oh, how could this have ever happened here? A free naton with baseball, movies and beer? Those days when other nations cry against the USA…….DIE?......

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...As hapless vapors of decay, surround us, suffocating the fecund earth. A blanket of suffocating grey, born from the diseased aspirations of humanity. We, the self-appointed masters of a planet in sha......

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...People from all nations running for Their Lives, Pursued by Hamas. That day 1,200 were slaughtered. International hostages died! Few live ones do remain. I do not even know what day thi......

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... And you didn’t make me I formed myself From the periodic table with a little help You added slurs and blackened my milk Turned me into a scapegoat and my flesh to filth And you nev......

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...grief within cultivates necrotic seeds beneath harrowing wastelands battling faith whispering whimsical tunes of mourning midst healing rays of natures shining hope soar above ......

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...We are one. We are the same. We are I. We move with the same ligaments, the same joints, the same muscle strings. We ooze of acid. We erode. We exude a putrid odour. We are a walking culmination o......

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...[First posted in 3 parts. Intended novel: time never allowed] Prologue This, Sir, is the prologue from before our tale begins About the day our father did succumb to mortal sins And lef......

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... Eh, Bebe ... clueless you with the wide eyes open, which can’t see So apoplectic of heart, paralyzed by the cobra sway of changeling channel charmer words Gen Z baby gloomer ......

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...Above, the shrill of neon lights portend a promise of new love in garish hues, but for a broken life yet on the mend the darkness of the scape brings only views of solitude when memory accrues a......

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... Blood drips cold through breathless necrotic lips, au revoir. 11/09/2017......

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...The Brown Recluse, its pathway goes Past radiator’s stanchion rows On to the corner, up the wall Across the ceiling then to fall Upon my bed. But no one knows. This silent killer never slows ......

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...Nomadic memories nurtured in mind's eye as necrotic curtains part. Naive sanguine beliefs nourish scrutiny 'til novelty rendered moot. Nirvana was falsehood. ---------------------- (C) Jo......

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...Cool throngs of stars formed one vast arm to sweep the coal-black clockface of the sky. To watch it was to reel beneath the slow, imperious creep of the never-ending circle. One could reach out......

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...The bricks were sweating, nervous. Icy slime had soaked his coat-sleeve, much to his disgust. Tall baulks of formless timber seemed to climb towards the bulbous shadows. Guido, trussed an......

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...I used to dream of a dark hall. Dim. Empty with thick cheap navy curtains. The breeze. It felt hot and old. It shivered in the curtains that lined the walls on both sides. The breeze. It must have......

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