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Necrosis is my latest work consisting currently of LXXVII poems (a work in progress)...Necrosis is about waxing and waning from a Childhood's hour through Secenscent's view...

 
 
     
 
 
  XLIII
 
I cannot stand this anymore
This constant, everlasting bane,
As my inner anima longs-
Pestilence remains.
A spreading slow of cancer feeds
O agony!  Thy Wae of birth;
Immures me deeper ever thus-
Inearth.
And therein such, lies merriment
A Nowhere’s place of nane,
In Lacuna’s evermore-
Contained.
 
  XLIV

 
Contained forevermore and such
My future passed from birth,
As nothingness rends the thrall
Here inearth.
I bide with all the multitudes
From past and Present’s bane,
What’s the worth of Breathing’s view-
When Death remains.
But ah, the throes no longer lang
Nor Sorrow’s ills of dread,
O misery!  I shall not care-
Asleep in Merriment’s bed.
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` Necrosis` is my latest work consisting currently of LXXVII poems (a work in progress)...Necrosis is about waxing and waning from a Childhood`s hour through Secenscent`s view... `