Short Mortem Poems

-Only a Poet-
is envious of the dead

(Amtrak R5: June, 2021)...

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  After poor old Mortimer was dead

    by his grave ~ a flowerbed...

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he ate venison
drunk loads of blanc de blanc
perfect post-mortem...

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A man is dead.

His head fell

-post mortem-

into the 
pasta con funghi


carbohydratly and toxicly
useful...

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Zafar Khan nay kon sa mujh say ghar kay jalay otarwanay hain,
Ye to meri shalwar otar kar mera post mortem karwana chahata.
Note.Zafar Khan Supari Killer wants me dead at any cost goliyan....

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We are what we do;
we are what we say

As day becomes night,
and night becomes day

We are twice begotten; 
we are twice betrayed

Forgiveness in hiding
—redemption misplayed 

(West Philadelphia: February, 2020)...

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non notables
same is to same old
repeat offenders 
nothing new
back scratch revenues
old poets club.
canned scriptures
wasted words
post mortem phrases
casket contusions
dead dendrites.
old poet network news.
boring, blatant, bygones,
corporeal cripples....

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She runs and withers
Confound it all!
Across she rests
What glaze crosses her eye
How she steals my lips!
The very words behind my throat!
Her envious appearance glances on my shoulder
My logic makes a mockery of me
As thick as thieves my song to she
More decorum post mortem than the living age
A posthumous vision
Beside my tongue
Behind my ears...

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Is this life we live,
the life we know,
really death
from another plane

Is the hurt we suffer,
and the struggle we bear,
the result
of another realm

Are the visions we see,
and the insights unnamed,
but a window
into that world

Is what we call life,
what they call death,
with its reckoning
left untold

(Rosemont Pennsylvania: April, 2020)...

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Till death.

I will not part.

Pre-post of a mortem.

Again, nine never sides by ten.

Inverted by my broken heart.

Inserted by the needle.

Poisoned veins.

Venomous brain.

I am slain.

I will obey.

To the man in the mirror.

The one person I know.

The one filled by terror.

I scream.

I see.

I feel.

Not.

I feel.

Nothing....

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If death is considered doubtful then postmortem should be done. 
If death is not doubtful but family is doubtful then for the satisfaction and removal of doubts autopsy should be done. 
If there is any criminal act involved then justice is right of anyone dead or alive.
4.If post mortem is not allowed by family then there are many other tests which could be done Ultrasound, X Ray, Urine, Stool, Saliva, blood, DNA etc......

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Once upon a nightmare
 Lived a child, born so still
 A hopeless life bestowed
 To a conscience lacking will
 Nowhere, was innocence
 The girl discovered sin
 Concerned of nothing now
 Unaware of storms within
 And so the mourning came
 Gloomy farewell to dreams
 Numbness somehow aching
 Though useless, began her screams
 Post-mortem existence
 Enslaved by every thought 
 Years spent self-destructing
 Finding silence with a shot...

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He could paint the air and draw the winds.
Of course that brief eulogy
was only spoken after his demise;
while alive he was often considered a clod and a bore.
Foreseeing no such post-mortem fame
he kept writing on water
knowing that there was an archive of his works
in an after-life waiting to be discovered
by his wandering soul.
In the meantime, ducks quacked, geese honked
and the little birds in his still beating heart
twittered on....

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Siren Song

“My aching bones protruding desire; 
My mind overtaken by time immemorial. 
A wasteland of dissociation, barren yet flourishing
With fruitful anamnesis of a necromantic epoch; 
Oh Poseidon- how I long for home. 
To endure the Fateful death song that spills from these lips, 
Our sweet entanglement transforms to unity; 
Sweet Liberation! My deliverance is in your aqueous grasp!
Dulcis Mortem- liberare eos de vincula vitae.”

~ NC...

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Your life must have been worthwhile
You success is one milestone
Turning another facet of life
Likens a turning of a book of each page.

For every millennium
And for every momentum
Life after life, page by page
Is understood served well a purpose
Although its meaning contrive
Misleading a mission of life
Is just a page worn out of use.

You let open a dream
Strive for it leave no post mortem
All you did must conform
To your style and idiom....

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Their mangled and broken bodies
return home in flag draped caskets.
Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori
while a band plays patriotic
hymns for their services rendered
and a choir to give them a voice.
If I may be so bold to say
that I see no sweetness in death
nor the acclaimed gloriousness
that lyrical poets have penned.
what I see is sugarcoated
rationale for warmongering
dolts. I see no glory in that.
Mortem est pretium bellum....

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Perpetual posturing
Stuck anchored down by the positioning of a perfect picture
A perfect picture with no permission to persist
Descending to this consumption 
Piss and vinegar in a pill capsule to portray the presumption
Of a petulant peasant painted in peer-pressure
Puppeteering the pendulum of a parent in postpartum
Part of the play
This pig patronized in pestilence 
Penance awarded by the penetration in post mortem 
Part of the play, it is
This is the way down...

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Hallway wall
Surreal art shouts;
Images startle


Steadfast drought,
Browning the greens;
Rain on hiatus


Dryness spreads
Drought loiters well;
Dreary comfort


Dry spells,
Dry feel;
Dehydration


Words fail,
Music stops;
Collateral damage


Fine writes,
Show-and-Tell;
Bizarre burping


Wise words,
Vain dreams;
Cacophony


Listen...
Wind calls;
Post mortem


No escape
From more words;
Mood swing detour


Leon Enriquez
19 Mar 2014
Singapore...

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