Short Putrefaction Poems

When I demise,
If I succumb...
I crave you to bury me
along with my poetry...
Not for them to suffer
the putrefaction of the flesh...
No, but to remind me
that in some dimension,
I'm alive...
Relating to, fear not,
poetry does not rot!...

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The rest of us
caught here
in the web
of a foreign arachnid

We prop up
his appendages
and force feed
his proboscis

Those of us
blinded here
by his pure
dark whiteness

Grope and slash
in the excrement
of his dying
putrefaction

In a world
good for others
they concentrate
us in harm

And our children
play in the backyard
of beyond
forever like
the rest of us...

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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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Don’t let your neighbours decompose
Make sure they are well
Or else they go green and blot
And also start to smell
Once you detect an awful stench 
Don’t wait for garbage day 
It won’t get better, only worse
Take measures right away
Request welfare check at once
We’d rather cut them fresh
Putrefaction will advance
And bugs will feast on flesh..
Just keep this image in your mind
Believe me, it’s that gross
Be a responsible adult
Don’t let them decompose...

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