Short Morbidly Poems

(1)..at least we've got our minds off our masks-how morbidly refreshing



(2)..strangely the riots and looting have taken my mind off my bat mask...

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I've written Sonnets in C Major key ~ funeral music to me

No notes on bars in flats or sharps ~ fingered morbidly sour on stringed harps
...

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There was a professor morbidly obese
A condition he was anxious to breach.
His students tried to help
By giving him kippered kelp.
Now he’s too sick to be able to teach....

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Morbidly curious?
Not really.
Want to see?
No.

But it is a black curtain.
It might be the Wizard of Oz
or a plain man
pretending to be one.

I yawn.
Uninterested
Walk away.
He follows me.

Why do you not want to see?
I have no idea
I just don’t...

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TV pushes me into a recliner
Droning and dribbling in monotones
Stressing me at a subconscious level

I remain morbidly unaware
Eating potato chips with dip
Not understanding the damage

TV increases her volume
Sixteenth commercial
Amazingly I pay no attention...

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Gave Shark catnip and he turned into a hippie
Took me straight back to the seventies
Put on his fur vest and fringed headband
Made the peace sign with his paws
Became morbidly mellow
Docile, chilled, rolled onto his back
Soaked up the sun with his tongue hanging out
A happy addict...

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No so funny, man,
Feeding me spam,
Morbidly yours, all right,
More verbs, how blight,
Don't waste your words,
You're beyond absurd,
Negative chaff and chatter,
Really does not matter,
Get over yourself, 
Get off that shelf,
Go get a life,
Signed, your only wife!
No one believes your spam,
Morbidly yours, now scram! 
...

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then give me your heart-
i'll keep it safe,
i have one empty glass bowl
or tupperware if you prefer,
like my soul i'll feed it
indecision & spite,
& pain, whatever else this world might,
i'll try in vain to supress
happiness & hope
& shame, then i'll scream at god's
undoing of all my work
when there's no one else
to blame....

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To all those who lost loved ones
I should have listened
Should have warned you
I wish you back but you don't come
I wish you had listened
Perhaps you did, perhaps you do
Oh how then?
But they thought you
Thought you were matrixical
Invincible
Oh yes
Why is it?
Now
Reality sets in
So morbidly
Flowers in the hole
Are buried
On top of that box
That box....

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The sane file singularly, wait impatiently to enter
the sanctuary of sanatoriums.
Crazy has a mission, it rushes, it presses
with a pitiless paranoia,
it packs suitcases moves into unguarded minds.
For we cannot spell it out, dare not decry;
for the mad remain morbidly mean,
they are building places
to keep us far, far away
from what we could and now should say....

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heavy feet burdened loose temper 
engraved silver tongues borrowed
 
laughter portraying fascist beliefs 
fascist energy exploding over white
 
sheets, malice moves throughout 
the narrow streets of poor folks tears
 
sin bathing in the sweat of the brave 
while funding self serves are we really
 
forgiven if this cause pain morbidly 
challenged an yet so unchanged...

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Menu

- Prawn eyeballs - as black as a hole in space

- Alien squid - with face hugging tentacles 

- Martian Octopus head - eerily out of place

- Flying saucer seabass - sci-fi Metallic

- Prawn antennae - picking up signals from planet X

- Lobster claws - armoured like a Mech

- The Blob – Drowned in acid

- Shrimp - nuclear pink

- Rows of reptilian fish - Morbidly staring ahead...

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Life is Almost Over

 It's time for a new context of living,
To realize each day could  be our last.
To create a new context of giving.
Stop lhaunting  the forests of the past.

No sadness nor morbidly in this, it's a
Wake up call of to life.
Time for us to come out and play full out,
Making each moment, in true glory count.

No staring in the mirror to delay.
Tomorrow is truly your day.

Panagiota Romios
4/25/2019
11:15pm PST...

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you enter into my innermost calmness
chafed naught a crawling grapevine 
and speared mustered seeds I'd beckoned 
your tenderness your infamous timely 
sorted kisses morbidly missed over time 
driving over gravel searching for hidden 
scents of blushing rosebuds that catered 
to my senses why I'd explored your shyness 
that emptied my kindness beyond a darkened 
cave a sinking floor causing me to blush 
beneath the mauve sky hidden 
along Baghdad's humble shoreline...

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Dank
darkness
was always
settled around.
It was all I knew
of the near universe.
Stale, stifling, suffocating
in my broken and spilt trundle
leaving bitter, morbidly clammy
earth enshrouding my body and being.

A crack in the soil, or in time perhaps.
Slivers of light split the filthy floor,
crawled over ornate catafalque,
and continued its approach,
like winter's blinding ice,
to my exposed bones.
Warming flesh grew
and coursed with
new - life
blood....

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