Short Decomposition Poems

bones shadows covered
decomposition skins rot
this is death of flesh

3/20/19...

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banished by sea
shrivelled by sun
decomposition waits
   kelp flies and beach hoppers
   find paradise in sand...

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in winter...continuity
....on a blank wall

locations,interiors
indelibly drawn on memory

dirt grime,decomposition
mirrors of neglect

nothing ..no one rules
anarchy avails

reputations burn..
with no place to go...

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The bull who pulls the cart each day
Weary tired bones decay
Worked to death in the beating sun
decomposition  has begun

 a shell; an empty beaten shell
walking empty with his cart
forever dragging its load behind
societies brilliant work of art...

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THE DEMISE OF THE DEPARTED

It matters not what lies below
It's only a body in decomposition
The marker a resting place for a crow
The body below awaits a transition
One day that body will be resurrected
Let's pray their eternity is what they expected


	27 September 2019
	Image 2...

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crepitus announces itself annoyed
at my impudence  as I climb the stairs
it speaks the language of stop, I don't

flatulence trumpets my presence
luckily no one is hear to breathe deep
another dead language of age

the sounds of decomposition make me smile
for even they can fill a blank page...

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April thou as if aspiring
Person whoever
Remarkably
Inspire notable to thought
Literally in

Likes of
After thought
Decomposition ( not per say)
Absent-minded 
Wordly but
Not to the tenth degree

Believers 
Enable such said 
Likewise therefore
In general a
Name poem expressively may be reclusive ,ect...

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Perhaps we should not have talked in the heat of the moment,
Not while it was dark and the moon was rising.
Perhaps it was like that car left by the side of the road;
With its windows rolled up and the steam not from love but decomposition.
Some things are best left unsaid;
Especially in the dead of night when you’re tied to the bed....

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Perhaps we should not have talked in the heat of the moment,
Not while it was dark and the moon was rising.
Perhaps it was like that car left by the side of the road;
With its windows rolled up and the steam not from love but decomposition.
Some things are best left unsaid;
Especially in the dead of night when you’re tied to the bed....

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Memories, corpses, decomposition

Making love to Earth's arsenal genitals

A colorless tapestry, a scar unyielded

Well I only wished to eat a bowl

Of insomnia yet, in the youth of

Every midnight lotus; we eat each others

Emotions; drink each other's thoughts

A banner of wordplay, a stream of cement

Transmit mystic oracles

By Glenn McCrary

© 2012 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)...

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Laying here in the stench of decomposition
Your putrid body is so very still against my own.
I watched your chest heave a last heaving breath,
And then settled in against the painted wall to wait.
Finally it came with a change in the direction of the air,
And I knew it was a concept that had become finalized.
No tears need to be shed over your dead body,
I loved it alive enough to last through eternity....

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It feels like an interruption of the most intense conversation your lips have ever touched
It looks like a corpse on a cold slab with a toe tag that reads trust
It tastes like vomit after a long night of poisoning yourself to forget
It smells like the set ablaze burning of your own personal safety net
It looks like the decomposition of a relationship altogether
Something you were swayed to believe would last forever...

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Lampooning as an Angel of Mercy,
You'll find me near the bottom of the apple sauce jar.
This is not a sad tale, this is simple decomposition.
I am aware of the Jesus in me.
And you are too to some degree.

To some degree.
Come to think of it, you might also find me rimming 
Right off a jar of kimchee.
Huh, what then would you think of me?

So hush up counting all things terrible.
Come grab this deliverable.
So free and so shareable....

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A smile of vitamin D will bleed,
surrender now trade it for the night;
The warmth of the colors at twilight,
let your lecherous desires feed; 

Moonlight will capture your soul 
let go of decomposition for immortality;
Through a hunter’s eyes you will see
covered in stardust you become whole;

From the moment you receive the kiss
young fangs become your epicenter;
In the frenzy of your birth as a vampire 
you won’t remember daylight’s bliss....

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bubbling blackening putrefaction
   completing the first stage
        decomposition of prime elements
      gray matter decay
   decay of prime matter
      what matters is that you save nothing
    transmute
       analyze existence
release
        infuse the prime matter
    the elements composition
   flour
gold
   magnesium, zinc, copper
calcium(?)
      selenium, wolfram
   sodium, sugar, copper
chromium
         nitric acid
    lead...

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Overwhelmed
Becoming obsessive as I observe the opposition of our oasis
Obliged, an overcast of oppression opts the decomposition of the orb we occupy
Outgrown and over-encumbered in this ordeal
Obey the odds
An oath to overt the oncoming outbreak of death on our omnificent organism
We are offspring of organic obscurities and cannot operate as orphans
We must object those who oppose and obliterate our bountiful orchards
An ode to the origin of our oval orbit...

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I do not trust my form,
to act as an adequate vehicle to carry my Love for You.
It aches with decadence and decomposition.

Skins cells flake in exhaustion,
Hair follicles abort out of fatigue
Finger nails and toes nails crack , peel and tear.             

Bones creak in warning,
Muscles retreat in lethargy 
Skin hangs, falls and sags.

So I place my Love in the sun,
the moon,
the stars,
the grass,
the leaves.

So that I may continue to adore you in everything,
with everything....

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It was a risky proposition.
yet they held no inhibition.
Then formed a coalition.
obtained the disposition.
And it became a mission.
to make the acquisition
Ancient gold exhibition.
Had the right condition.
with all inside position.
Ran Into opposition.
Hadn't figured on sedition.
Stan the finger in suspicion
put through the iquisition.
Couldn't explain his transition.
One slug the ammunition
He's a ghostly apparition.
In moldy decomposition.
It was a risky proposition....

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