Wicked Flowers
The Rot
Returns to Earth
Nourishes a new blush
Of growth, freshness, sap, vigor, peace
And songs

Wicked Flowers
The Rot
Returns to Earth
Nourishes a new blush
Of growth, freshness, sap, vigor, peace
And songs
Open Hand
Desire
The Source
Of Sorrow
After Winter's death
Hope’s Spring
Accept
The Impermanence
Rotting flesh
Wrought ghosts
Upon
The forest floor
All Life-
Nevermore
Save for
Tikvah
This week's post prolly gonna get me on a list
Perhaps several
#PoemsAbout #Rot
Actual Messages
My sincerest hope is that she stabs you to death in your sleep
And no one looks for you in your selfish sad life until your body has rotted away to match your soul
You horrible excuse for a human being
Birth
Awakened
By sharp stabbing
Searing my soul
Feel so sick
Plunge
My fingers
In the wound
Thick blood like
Black coal tar
Clings
Stench is foul
Sweet
Like rotting meat
Alone
Dying in your Darkness
Wishing you would save me
Or at least
Put down the knife
For #PoemsAbout #Rot
With much thanks to @alanparrywriter.co.uk and @thebrokenspine.co.uk
Leopard Print
Sorrow
Relentless needs
Entreating insistent
Yael! Leave enemies outside
To rot
Lady Shelley's Lover
Dry bones
A skeleton
Brain stormed Crafted your flesh
Maggots came Ate the rotting thing
I'd made
Happy Friday #PoemsAbout folks. This is mine for #rot
Thank you @alanparrywriter.co.uk and @thebrokenspine.co.uk
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Tinsel Tagging
The Rot
Dives down so deep
Root it out Shake loose streets
Water will reclaim ceded land
Truth piques
Rope
Face marred
Sorrow has scarred
Skin. Soul. Brow furrowed. Old
Strange fruit hangs rotting in the trees
Lifeless
Circle K
Something
Strange. Desert rain
Dampens streets of Vegas
Colored lights blurring obscuring
My sight
The Fight
Within softens
Firm winter fruit now ripe
Barren seedy underbelly
Fecund
The trite
Dirty dumpster
Is still plenty filthy
Putrid rotting detritus now
Compost
Mild Mannered
Sharp putrid scent
Rotting fruit
Gorged upon her flesh
He was once
A decent man
Save for his
Dark Hungers
Trickle Down
Poison wells
Once
Living water
Now
Rotting my insides
Dissolving the marrow
Of my bones
Old Algiers Souvenirs
Black rot
Devours my soul
Buying things
To fill the hole
Where you used to be
Withered Season
Like flesh
Rotting upon the bones
Time a petty thief
Purloins that which is precious
Kidnaps
Abandons kids
In dorms
In marriages
In jobs
Far from home
Burglary
Of memories
Lifted Stolen
Like faded photographs
Valueless except
To mourning mothers
Nightshade
Slice my soul in strips
Stuff my mouth full of sawdust
Leave my flesh to rot
Havasu
Sickness gnawing raw
Flesh spoiled milk white bone gleaming
Revealing the rot
Parking Garage
Moving unctuously
Sulphur breath Satan's filthy
Mind, mouth full of rot
Top Rot
Worship
What you require
Fealty we bend the knee
Offerings unacceptable
Our lives
Our blood
A sacrifice
Extracted with delight
You enjoy the suffering you
Inflict