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Lawrence Hall, HSG [email protected] The Boy in White He paused in the sun, unsure where to go His uniform was new and neatly pressed He carried a new blue mattress and two plastic bags Containing his prison issue for the next three years No guards were near so I talked with him I didn’t ask him; he wanted to be heard He told me his story; it might be true And then Authority told me to move on. I wished him well He was paused in life, unsure what to do A frightened teenager in new prison whites

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Aug 9, 2024

Aug 9, 2024 at 9:50 AM UTC

lawrence-hall

The Boy in White

Lawrence Hall, HSG [email protected] The Boy in White He paused in the sun, unsure where to go His uniform was new and neatly pressed He carried a new blue mattress and two plastic bags Containing his prison issue for the next three years No guards were near so I talked with him I didn’t ask him; he wanted to be heard He told me his story; it might be true And then Authority told me to move on. I wished him well He was paused in life, unsure what to do A frightened teenager in new prison whites

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Americana, fair Madonna, tell me what's become of you; star's so bright, your war's are polite, as your ripped flag's red, white, and blue. Oh bountiful cities, mountain-told villages; starlit pillages foreshadow your deathly paths. Some books hold secrets, while cake candles burn tricks to cigarettes of nuclear blasts! Afterthought you are oh country tis of thee; so blessed in your filth, your kilts are images of projected misery. Find an Alcove you castleview kings; your tongues will soon be silenced to the non-mindsense you care to bring! Resemble with eachother patriarchs of hatred; national to all stations, you are the one in control. Forget what mother told you? Did you already sell your soul? Instant inhumanness; gratitude for filthiness, they feel for girly magazines. Rescind your rhetoric you false entity of enemies kings. Perch behind the clouds where the guard's can't get you; where pharaoh's confront you, only God knows all time! Subjection to viewest bozos behind bar-reason rhymes. Where are you angel of light? I see your face; or have I taken your place? ©Brandon nagley ©lonesome poet's poetry ©prison poetry

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Feb 5, 2017

Feb 5, 2017 at 6:01 PM UTC

brandon-nagley

Americana exodus

Americana, fair Madonna, tell me what's become of you; star's so bright, your war's are polite, as your ripped flag's red, white, and blue. Oh bountiful cities, mountain-told villages; starlit pillages foreshadow your deathly paths. Some books hold secrets, while cake candles burn tricks to cigarettes of nuclear blasts! Afterthought you are oh country tis of thee; so blessed in your filth, your kilts are images of projected misery. Find an Alcove you castleview kings; your tongues will soon be silenced to the non-mindsense you care to bring! Resemble with eachother patriarchs of hatred; national to all stations, you are the one in control. Forget what mother told you? Did you already sell your soul? Instant inhumanness; gratitude for filthiness, they feel for girly magazines. Rescind your rhetoric you false entity of enemies kings. Perch behind the clouds where the guard's can't get you; where pharaoh's confront you, only God knows all time! Subjection to viewest bozos behind bar-reason rhymes. Where are you angel of light? I see your face; or have I taken your place? ©Brandon nagley ©lonesome poet's poetry ©prison poetry

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Are we doing time? Or is time doing us all equally; what a disgusting question to ask such an unpaid slave. Where snow falls tear dropped to all snaggled brains. Do-rag heavies, untamed, unashamed, levees to be breached; young one's to teach to not come where we are. Where the bird's meet the bars, where men and women leave in cars, as we shall not. Where emotions run dry, smoke runs high to clouds that don't stop. Share with another you selfish generation; you greedy of celebrations, you hold to God no feast. Six-six-six is your name, fires your game, as on your knees you worship the beast. Blizzard time sledded children's fun; is none to be found, just shackles around to frighten your inner cold. All stories here go untold; for you are apart of that story. ©Brandon nagley ©lonesome poet's poetry ©prison poetry/written in prison dec 6th,2013.

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Feb 2, 2017

Feb 2, 2017 at 9:00 AM UTC

brandon-nagley

Story line, story time

Are we doing time? Or is time doing us all equally; what a disgusting question to ask such an unpaid slave. Where snow falls tear dropped to all snaggled brains. Do-rag heavies, untamed, unashamed, levees to be breached; young one's to teach to not come where we are. Where the bird's meet the bars, where men and women leave in cars, as we shall not. Where emotions run dry, smoke runs high to clouds that don't stop. Share with another you selfish generation; you greedy of celebrations, you hold to God no feast. Six-six-six is your name, fires your game, as on your knees you worship the beast. Blizzard time sledded children's fun; is none to be found, just shackles around to frighten your inner cold. All stories here go untold; for you are apart of that story. ©Brandon nagley ©lonesome poet's poetry ©prison poetry/written in prison dec 6th,2013.

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Amperage of connections fallen out and lost No carnival party to revive. Ashore astronomical beholders vision, A needle through the rich man's eye!!!! Camilla scents, Canopied distinguished in canistered tents....... Century carols confine the interstate mind!!! Circulation is impatient wherein clots block chloroform vine's.... Wed-lock intensifiers waiteth to be fed, Trapped, Packed, Chained to their beds.... Hath thou lost thyself yet???

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Jul 4, 2015

Jul 4, 2015 at 11:59 AM UTC

brandon-nagley

trivial trésor ( trivial treasure) french tongue

Amperage of connections fallen out and lost No carnival party to revive. Ashore astronomical beholders vision, A needle through the rich man's eye!!!! Camilla scents, Canopied distinguished in canistered tents....... Century carols confine the interstate mind!!! Circulation is impatient wherein clots block chloroform vine's.... Wed-lock intensifiers waiteth to be fed, Trapped, Packed, Chained to their beds.... Hath thou lost thyself yet???

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Antrorse are these two stretched hands! Parched unto the atmosphere, colorful stratosphere dimmed, yet not darkened yet! Burgonet feelings are quite openly. Outspokingly disgraceful. Some wear marvels, others turned disgraceful.. How distasteful!!! Burlap past times and I'm still knitted in, wherein memories are the remembrance of a past who maketh thou to be thou. Buskin druid.... Flustering is soo highly overtaken, for thine innards goes outdated, as prayers are daily struggles. Mixed and ruffled, as the freckles to ones current displace.. Foxfire flame can be seen in hidden oaks, wherein thou art clogged by forest smoke, yet/ made by thine own destructions... Rich haveth luncheons, as schooltime sells cheap embargo's!!!renew tomorrow!!!! Icterus slumbering dots have taken the whole!!!while t.v rots thy soul, the news comes day in day out!!! All the same but worse!!!!battle dispersed!!! Indign I am to past the pearly gates! For to early or to late, its better to make it in than not!!!!

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Jun 18, 2015

Jun 18, 2015 at 8:22 PM UTC

brandon-nagley

Aortic blocking

Antrorse are these two stretched hands! Parched unto the atmosphere, colorful stratosphere dimmed, yet not darkened yet! Burgonet feelings are quite openly. Outspokingly disgraceful. Some wear marvels, others turned disgraceful.. How distasteful!!! Burlap past times and I'm still knitted in, wherein memories are the remembrance of a past who maketh thou to be thou. Buskin druid.... Flustering is soo highly overtaken, for thine innards goes outdated, as prayers are daily struggles. Mixed and ruffled, as the freckles to ones current displace.. Foxfire flame can be seen in hidden oaks, wherein thou art clogged by forest smoke, yet/ made by thine own destructions... Rich haveth luncheons, as schooltime sells cheap embargo's!!!renew tomorrow!!!! Icterus slumbering dots have taken the whole!!!while t.v rots thy soul, the news comes day in day out!!! All the same but worse!!!!battle dispersed!!! Indign I am to past the pearly gates! For to early or to late, its better to make it in than not!!!!

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This multiplying illness complexes this weariness Earieness steers for thou A three tier system is written In the hearts of despising old ******** Not soon yet Not after!!!! Climaxing evildoer's Initiate iniquities triangled love affair, Many go the distance Whilst the darers They dare!!!! Clean slates Thou wilt not find in a confine of magic fairy tale cells Im sick Combusted of all energies I feeleth that bursting flame Arising from hell!!!! Coffee beans Boil near by one!!! Some play on open courts Whilst others believe in freedom Of pistol range fun!!! No extinguisher To put out The volcanic smoke, Wiccans To quick ones No lighter to spark thine throat!!!! Pleasures are shamefully no fun here Even amongst thine own kind Thou art a diseased display Of settled bacteria!!! Hysteria Enters ones mind To rid him the pains of this life, Forget wrong and right!!!!!! Thou knoweth neither, Unborn one!!!!! Thou art a star of creation A leader of all nations The moon The earth The sun Captured beauty thou art!!!! Thou photographic film!!!

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Jun 11, 2015

Jun 11, 2015 at 3:21 PM UTC

brandon-nagley

Iniquities sequester

This multiplying illness complexes this weariness Earieness steers for thou A three tier system is written In the hearts of despising old ******** Not soon yet Not after!!!! Climaxing evildoer's Initiate iniquities triangled love affair, Many go the distance Whilst the darers They dare!!!! Clean slates Thou wilt not find in a confine of magic fairy tale cells Im sick Combusted of all energies I feeleth that bursting flame Arising from hell!!!! Coffee beans Boil near by one!!! Some play on open courts Whilst others believe in freedom Of pistol range fun!!! No extinguisher To put out The volcanic smoke, Wiccans To quick ones No lighter to spark thine throat!!!! Pleasures are shamefully no fun here Even amongst thine own kind Thou art a diseased display Of settled bacteria!!! Hysteria Enters ones mind To rid him the pains of this life, Forget wrong and right!!!!!! Thou knoweth neither, Unborn one!!!!! Thou art a star of creation A leader of all nations The moon The earth The sun Captured beauty thou art!!!! Thou photographic film!!!

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A weary face stares back at us all Giants grow tall Where the small minded are casted!!! All concepts to be trapped in Our man made prisons!!! Such derision is unanswered!! The garden men and planters Make grow all thou conceives today Love seekers to slaves, What's the difference in its core? Some cry out for extras While Heartbreakers take more!!!! More of nothing left A thief to every theft A liar per every aching tongue!!!! Unappeasable audiences Bookies seek out bondmaids For their own completion!!!! So cunning To these lust cumulaters!!!! Electrode pulses Bypass what's become of us, Eristic flumes Travel fluctuating rooms Wherein keyholes haveth no fit Acidic spit Lines the dried out mouth's They gaze They count But add nothing to their foulard writings!!!!

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Jun 9, 2015

Jun 9, 2015 at 3:35 PM UTC

brandon-nagley

Nicotine patch cravings

A weary face stares back at us all Giants grow tall Where the small minded are casted!!! All concepts to be trapped in Our man made prisons!!! Such derision is unanswered!! The garden men and planters Make grow all thou conceives today Love seekers to slaves, What's the difference in its core? Some cry out for extras While Heartbreakers take more!!!! More of nothing left A thief to every theft A liar per every aching tongue!!!! Unappeasable audiences Bookies seek out bondmaids For their own completion!!!! So cunning To these lust cumulaters!!!! Electrode pulses Bypass what's become of us, Eristic flumes Travel fluctuating rooms Wherein keyholes haveth no fit Acidic spit Lines the dried out mouth's They gaze They count But add nothing to their foulard writings!!!!

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Numb, No sensation left to bewilder me, Just nonsense of ghoul's and tyrants, Schools of siren's , No phoned answer from mother!!! Scared, Dragged deathly Ferrelled dog's sedated to fences that reach the clouded sky's!!!! The word ***** canst get a man thrown into a hole, Sewn into a bowl into his own heaping mess, Some are bitter, all dumbly, from their worldliness they think their blessed!!!!!! Crimson billowed day's indefinitely lurch for everyone that walketh past these gates, Grabeth thy reading glasses, get thy must's and must-have's dear friend!!!! Before it's too late!!!!!

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May 26, 2015

May 26, 2015 at 7:19 AM UTC

brandon-nagley

גיהינום שלמקום. (Hell of a place) hebrew translation!!

Numb, No sensation left to bewilder me, Just nonsense of ghoul's and tyrants, Schools of siren's , No phoned answer from mother!!! Scared, Dragged deathly Ferrelled dog's sedated to fences that reach the clouded sky's!!!! The word ***** canst get a man thrown into a hole, Sewn into a bowl into his own heaping mess, Some are bitter, all dumbly, from their worldliness they think their blessed!!!!!! Crimson billowed day's indefinitely lurch for everyone that walketh past these gates, Grabeth thy reading glasses, get thy must's and must-have's dear friend!!!! Before it's too late!!!!!

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