"criminally" poems
My hometown
is a place
of rustic beauty
and simple people
a population
under 200
meant that
everybody knew everybody
farmer Neville
and his sheep
always on the loose
and the quiz night
at the pub
just another excuse
to get drunker and drunker
and the private boarding school
which I attended
so rich with false academia
we learned the lessons
which would prepare us
for the false prophets yet to come
and the public school
and their ***** uniforms
where I found my friends
friends who at this point
have arrest records
ranging from assault
to petty larceny
and criminally wasted potential
oh how I miss that town
even now,
because despite the racism
and xenophobia
which infest my kinsmen
I still have to believe
that things can get better
that life there
can match the beauty
of North Yorkshire farm lands
and woodlands
and friendly knowing smiles
My hometown isn't perfect
and I wouldn't have it
any other way
Apr 21, 2013
Apr 21, 2013 at 3:13 AM UTC
While I don't suffer, or suffer from
Normal, eurocentrism, northern malaise,
Nor, academia, a blood disease,
I do mind manners in which doings
And not doings are done or aren't,
As it brings life and light to them,
Or it doesn't, for those most attached
To living or dying are most closely death.
This while acid rain from your closed eye
And an acre of rainforest falls each second.
Thus Earth's tears bleed for all you see is gray.
As machinations of travailing winds,
Miraging, veil, mirror narcissistic nihlistic
False-ego as self, do "..we(e),.." evince to be?
A republican chides, "put another poet
On the barbie", his idea of conservation.
Prump has had his exec. branch criminally:
Edit the official video and script of his
Helsinki news conference where tutin was asked,
"Did you help prump become president and did you
Have your gov't do the same", with tutin's answers,
"Yes I did, yes, I did..." + premeditatedly separate
Latino families at the border to torture them,
Dictate that "if they want to see their kids again
They have to sign away their rights and leave".
He just said, "don't believe what you hear, see",
Almost a quote from Orwell's '1984', in which
Is written, "this dictate of the gov't was most
Important of all, don't believe what your ears
Hear or your eyes see". Since altright universe
Invaders were installed in the Blackhouse we've
Known things will only get worse, what other
Reason could his "military parade in 11-18" be for
Except military rule, will the American daymare end?
Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 7:13 AM UTC
recreation's okay
if you don't overuse
it helps on days
full of constant abuse
it's not like I'm crazy
or criminally inclined
i just like to relax
i just like to unwind
too much to forgive
so much pain to forget
the world is in chaos
it helps ease my regret
don't worry about me
i got a lot on my mind
i just love to relax
just love to unwind
it's not going to **** me
there's no need to judge
i'm careful as can be
please don't hold a grudge
you say that's it's hurting you
you say "I'm not blind"
but I need to relax
i just need to unwind
what's the harm in a buzz?
it's better than nothing
"she does what she does"
we all want to feel something
maybe I should stop
they say you only have so much time
but I have to relax
have to unwind
Sep 3, 2015
Sep 3, 2015 at 4:05 PM UTC
six deadbolts
and a loaded gun
tucked beneath your
pillow, what are you
waiting for love?
is it the rapists or
the sociopaths or
the criminally insane
come to shatter your
suburban dream?
they may come for you,
or maybe you are
one of them.
it doesn't really matter
anyways, you'll still
rise when you rise,
laugh when you can
and never, ever cry-
that would make you
human. you'll still
be seeking answers
if you're lucky and
pretending to know
what love is
in a dark, dark place.
everything will go to ****
on its own. be wary
not of the sociopaths
but the preachers
of god, of love, of war,
be wary of
your own mind.
Nov 5, 2012
Nov 5, 2012 at 1:27 PM UTC
I'll be your raindrop
if you'll be my window pane
or
I'll be your wet blouse
if you're caught in the rain
Be my asylum and
I'll be your criminally insane
and
I'll be your stock options
if you'll be my net gain
If you were my trap
I'd cordially be your reeking dead mouse
or
I could be your wrap-a-round porch
if you'd be my creeking old house
I'll be your idiot
if you'll be my quick thinker
and
You can be my Bud Lite,
I'll be your binge drinker
I'll be your loser
you can be my laughing hyena
or
You can be my cougar
and I'll gladly be your half-dead zebra
Be my ****** predator
I will be your self-defense class
or
I'll be your censorship and
you can just be your own **** ***
Oct 4, 2011
Oct 4, 2011 at 11:08 AM UTC
1) Mental hospitals are more like dramas/comedies than horror
films. When people think of psych wards they think of criminally
insane people rocking back and forth, talking to their imaginary
friends and throwing chairs. Don't get me wrong, there's some of
those. But most of us just do word searches, color, joke about
serious things.
2) We aren't monsters, we are your brothers, your daughters, your
mother, your co-worker we are just regular people who have lost
our way and need some help finding the path again
3) I am closer to people I knew for 2 weeks than I will ever be with
anyone on the outside. Yes we all call it the outside
4) Sometimes talking to people who understand what you're going
through is more therapeutic than the actual therapy groups. This
is not to say that the doctors there are crap it is just to say that no
matter how much they read and listen they will never truly
understand what it feels like unless they have been there and we
can tell who has been there, they go the extra mile to make us
feel like people
5) It's not a vacation, it's not fun, it's not an escape from the real
world. It is the hardest thing I have ever done. It is work.
6) Everyone in there is a person in unbearable pain but it isn't just a
bunch of people sitting around crying. We go from group to
group and then color and go to bed nothing about it is really fun
but you get used to it
7) The mental hospital is like a camp for empty people, just like a
band camp we can all relate to each other and makes you feel
less alone
8) Getting discharged it a great feeling because you are free, but it
is also completely terrifying, in the hospital it's safe, people get it,
there is always someone to talk to and now you're all alone
9) Just because I've spent 7 and a half weeks in a mental hospital
over 2 stays doesn't mean I am fixed there is no cure for my
illnesses and that's just the way it is
10) We are not who you think, the kindest people I've ever met
were also the ones hurting the most.
Mar 28, 2019
Mar 28, 2019 at 9:50 AM UTC
Tales marketed at the edge of all existence,
formulated by mass hysteria
and poverty
spit from the grinded ideals of our fathers
but our fathers were twisted and aged-
but our mothers,
our mothers
whom were convicted as the criminally insane
and held at a lower standard
knew the future,
they knew we would crumble,
that we must crumble.
For it has been predicted since ancient times
that mankind would fall
but the fall was blamed on Gods
and those of a higher power
because they could not believe
that man would wound himself,
slowly poison himself until he drags
his black and blue skin across the lands
and eats all he sees,
gorging himself till he bursts
and drowns our cities in his impurities.
Funny,
built like monkeys we are fools,
but more to the liking of our pink skin
we are pigs at heart
Oct 25, 2013
Oct 25, 2013 at 1:41 AM UTC
Criminally minded politicians
acting saints
Evil doers getting praised
Innocent ones stuck in chains
The rich and ***** go scot-free
While the poor is severely punished
On the streets, cops ****
Skin color is still an issue
Several hundreds die 'cause of their religious beliefs
Drug overdose is on the increase
Gangbanging in the hoods still claiming lives
I hate guns
but a gun is not killer, humans are!
Genuine trust is as rare as the Unicorn
Maybe the beautiful souls are yet to be born or they are long gone
What of the epidemy of baby mama and baby dads
Kids raised with no father figure in their lives
They’ve got to find their way in a world so evil
They end up been taken advantage of and
Many becoming parents in their teens
We live in a society
Where getting money is rated higher
than living with integrity
Who cares if someone is getting hurt,
so far my pocket is getting fat
The thoughts of a self-centered heart
Even the environment is suffering
Global warming
Plastics in the oceans
Tons and tons of trees are fell
Our rivers and seas are polluted
At the end of the day,
We all face the consequences
Computers are helping a lot
But also taking people's jobs
A lot are depressed
From spending too much time on the internet
Tortured by other's fake online presence
I bet you, the list goes on and on...
It almost feels like a curse
How do we save ourselves from ourselves
How do we separate the chaff from the wheat?
How do we redeem the beasts in human skin?
I guess it all begins with you and me
Nothing but love can restore our sanity
Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 6:47 AM UTC
There's trauma interlocking my genetics
Stripped of specifics boiled into one
My own blood stained with my ancestors' rapes
23% White in my DNA sickens my bones
How much of it was forced upon my people
My great great and further back peoples
How many mothers thighs ripped apart to give birth to the innocent child of white devils
To be beaten by the white she-devil for "enticing" her man
For the child- if lighter- it be favored but enslaved in the home- near that very room they were criminally conceived
How many young Black men taken and ***** to be emasculated and sedated to work passively upon the plantation
Take a wife- to have her taken to masters room
Have a daughter- son- and the pattern roll on
How many white people and non-black people believe Black peoples to be inherently ****** to this **** day
These are the origins
If White people ignore my claims
Then you- white man- woman- person
You are just as guilty as the slave owners
Just born centuries too late for free labor
You must pity this of yourself too
To ignore Black peoples cries is to be complacent in our mistreatment
To not listen is to feel we were deserving of our suffering
To have happily whipped and beaten your fellow man if born back then
To support U.S. military veterans and be empathizing of their trauma
While rolling eyes to when Black people don't trust police, the government, or all White people of high status
Invented- created- controlled- plagued by White people
Because of 300+ years of trauma has brazed us with forced submission
To ignore the intergenerational neglect of treatment among Black people
Makes you a slave master on a cold December in 1865 missing your slaves just born modern day
May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 3:02 PM UTC
The **********
The creepy old fat man from Sweden
Cheatin' and scams his partners
Farting old ******* rat dog
Harbors innocent little girls
Like a **** hogg
Looks just like a 300 pound rat
Fat *** clown pervert
We are all to blame for that?
For the criminally insane
Lame brain
Bring back the nice guillotine
Chop off the **** of the mean old man who ruins the preteen!
Steals money then gets killed
The beat goes on... Beat in his fat head like a drum
Dumb old creepy ****
Worthless gimp
His days are numbered
Price on his head
Uses us all takes our bread!
But soon he is flat dead!
Dedicated to Bjorn Henry Jonasson
From Sweden the worst pervert I ever met, I bet he got killed in Thailand!
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 6:16 AM UTC
I've always been the kid in the hall
Outside the office door of some metaphorical "principal"
Donning a dunce cap, back to the wall
Anticipation spikes in general
This time it's special
When waiting for the next hypothetical, often hypocritical, shoe to fall I make it a double
Dribble and drop the ball
Taking on the challenge of life was a bad call
The order's too tall, don't try it y'all
What I've been given to work with is abysmal
Can't rely on it being factual at all
A criminally out of date owners manual
A For Dummies series appealing to a low level criminal
Vaguely creating, and/or aiding, this failure ritual
Oh the unmitigated gall
Scheduling my burial service to take place before the funeral
Fuucking brutal
I hate it and it seems the feelings mutual
The line stepping is habitual
The backward motion is perpetual
Not sure any of this is avoidable
But, what do I know...
...everything and nothing is impossibly possible
©2023
Dec 20, 2023
Dec 20, 2023 at 3:00 PM UTC
i've never been in a burning building but standing in that room with you
sure did feel like it.
you’ve filled my fragile lungs
with ash and soot,
and my altered anatomy
has become a black abyss
you were the arsonist,
who intricately ignited
my bones through your false accusations:
and your lack to love,
executed criminally
you've ripped the stars
right out of my sky -
every single constellation
my wrecked heart radiates for yours,
while a Siberian iceberg
sits in your chest
the stinging of languish
spills from my pores
baby, why can't you see i'm the best?
so remember to forget me, fuel my fire:
let the flames flourish,
watch them grow higher
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 7:17 PM UTC
Are you clean?
I mean,
do you shave?
Please say
you don't consider
me too brave,
but is your ***** hair
trimmed
into the ace of spades?
Are you hygenic?
or
would I need to see
a clinic
in the morning?
Are you boring?
Do you have a habit
of snoring?
Are you allergic to chlorine?
If not,
let's take a skinny dip
Oh, and do you like
it
with chains and whips?
Are you a biter or
a leg-clencher?
Do you moan or do you whimper?
Have you been
with more losers or winners?
Which are you more afraid of
heights or snakes?
Which do you ride more on
bikes or lakes?
Which do you soar more on
blunts or planes?
Also, is anyone in your family criminally insane?
Please
tell me now if
you want me
to stop this
or
instead let me ask you
is it nice
when you're *******
Tell me now and tell me this:
what makes you frustrated
and
what gets you ******
Tell me also
what you hope for
and all that you hold dear
so that both of us can spare
each other
a tumultuous year.
Oct 16, 2011
Oct 16, 2011 at 7:03 AM UTC
I am thankful for:
Every beautiful woman I've ever met,
Every one who laid in my bed,
Every woman who let me care,
Every burden they let me bear,
I'm thankful for every lesson learned
Thankful for every scar earned
I'm thankful for my only love,
A divine happenstance from above,
Who helped realize a burgeoning poet,
Who, criminally, didn't even know it
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 8:37 PM UTC
If you go down
in the woods
today
Dont go alone
Dont go alone
Better stay home today
Dont expect them to play fair
It's criminally legal
If there's a hunter
then there is hunted
If you go down
in the woods
today
Stay on the path
Stay on the path
It's best to stay home today
You dont stand a chance
run as fast as you can
You wont see
the end of the day
If you go down
in the woods
today
Cover your ears
look straight ahead
Better stay home today
May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 7:40 AM UTC
Tonight
I couldn't tell
What shone brighter
The twinkling lights in the sky
Or his criminally handsome smile
Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 11:43 PM UTC
Yes, it sure does look that way
When it takes 35 years
to capture 50 criminals
in a land
that claims to be FREE
FREE?
Free of what?
Not criminals
There are 50 crime
families on Garibaldi
Avenue in Lodi, New Jersey alone
Please officer
Oh, that's right
One of those crime families
is not like the other
One of those crime families
Rules the cops
and pretends to rule
everyone else
With bullying
And tormenting
And torturing
And acts in violation
of the Geneva Convention
Oh, but we are not at war with crime
Hey it's a free country
You want to practice crime
People have a right to be
Criminal
It's a free country
Okay
But, why can't it be
A crime family free
Country
Is ****** arson, strong arm assaults, blackmail, grand theft, etc... so glamorous
that a (free?) country
needs them
or even needs to
glorify them in
Movies and Television
Do we need
criminally run Hospitals
criminally controlled courthouses
criminally managed police departments?
I've spoken with
several government
Leaders on this matter
and they all agree
that they will promise
to look into this
as soon as they
can figure out
the economy
I walked down Garibaldi
Ave in Lodi the other
day
The crime families there
are doing quite well
But
They ain't talkin'
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 10:11 AM UTC
Summer once more,
you dote on him and make excuses on his favour.
Saying “not guilty” when we, the judges, know
how criminally wrong.
Need some time, he argues,
as I, your friend, sigh against the obvious.
But you can't see because he curses you the culprit
while playing victim.
We both know, your eyes tell me,
through the manipulation and the love that's more like ***
that blinds you, that binds you
he twists you once more around his finger until he gets bored
and moves onto another.
Can't you see?
The boundaries between *** and making love?
Stop begging for scraps of attention, can't you see?
Love is not constant incrimination.
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 12:13 AM UTC
Flippy Hippie, what the heck is your trip?
We get things going fine and then you flip.
Your political lips are criminally zipped.
Because you are obviously losing your grip.
Tripping hipster, what were you thinking?
The ship of state is so obviously sinking.
Are you diddling with your own erections?
And too good to vote in our elections?
Hippy dippy, Flippy Hippie, you’re mental.
Apparently your adulthood is experimental.
You’re just tourists in your own realities
Blathering a lot of brainless banalities.
You make excuses not to use your brains.
You’re making choices you can’t explain.
To you all politics is just a boring game.
When we ask, you say they’re all the same.
Flippy Hippie, you make not much sense at all.
You’ll die too when they stand us to a wall.
We know you quit thinking in elementary school
And that explains why you’re such a big fool.
We understand the reason you are so dim
You don’t see it’s us or them. You’re not them.
Later, if they get their way and the US is dead
Just remember a lot is because you stayed in bed.
Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 12:55 AM UTC
not even a sketch
Category : Not Funny
Panicking,
panic stricken,
cannot think
about anything ****
I am down
to the last three cigarettes
and one ****
I feel
like a criminally
challenged idiot;
will have to
patch,
**** out
eventually.
How sad.
(4-17-07)
Oct 14, 2010
Oct 14, 2010 at 4:52 PM UTC
To love her big fat piggy heart
It's almost impossible not to actually
She's so filled with life
And no regret
I sure love her
With my little igloo penguin heart
Jul 31, 2016
Jul 31, 2016 at 10:02 PM UTC
Forwarded impact
Tampering with instructions
Designed to distract
Simple extraction
Of a words retraction
Windowed to sounds
When insanity surrounds
Where can I find
Where they draw the line
Intimately confined
To the criminally designed
Rebellion to the failed
Melting the walls
Of those jailed
Bored in governing planets
Murderous, supernova
We now live
In blundering expansion
Forwarded impact
Tampering with instructions
Designed to distract
Jan 7, 2010
Jan 7, 2010 at 7:00 AM UTC
hyperventilating glen beck
and thusly
criminally
insane
the PEEP-HOLE people
roust about
dreaming heroic dreams
of ************ amid the dead
creations
of the unknown god
--------
dead slime patriots
of a non existent feeble world
they cannibalize all decency
and pray for the wealth
that grants them the wished for
power
of total irresponsibility
----------
who will live of die here?
(we know the amounts)
the billions slaughtered
or starved into slavery
for the fun and games
of it all
-----------
nothing can be done
the LINE has been crossed
facing each other with courage
yes!
that
(and only that)
is left to us
now
Apr 8, 2011
Apr 8, 2011 at 12:12 PM UTC
I’ll admit that it was different, and something of a strain
When our troupe was performing “Hamlet: for the criminally insane.
It was some do gooder’s notion to expose them to the arts.
and I saw that they accepted it when boys played women’s parts.
Some Prisoners thought the ghost was real and they were sore afraid
Their minds could not distinguish it was just a role I played.
Each line meant to gain a laugh fell silent with that group,
But as the death toll mounted, they thought that was a hoot.
They were the strangest audience, those prisoners out there
When Hamlet mused on suicide, they’d hoped he’d end it there.
Poison, ****** suicide; they were thoroughly entertained!
To thunderous applause we bore Prince Hamlet from the stage.
The warden was so gratified the Bard was loved by all
That we’re performing Titus Andronicus for the prisoners this Fall.
Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 8:51 AM UTC
I like to think (sometimes)
That I am a voice of Reason,
Especially when Reason
Eludes the masses.
I am the back-up plan
When everything goes
Pear-shaped, and You find
Yourself in a Living
Nightmare, struggling to
Survive in a hostile
Hostel far, far from home.
I'll be Your kernel of hope,
When all Reason evades
The light of day and
Night encroaches doomily.
I'm for the under-classes;
The voiceless throngs -
The Real backbones
Unrepresented by the Elite.
I'm for the Prostitutes and the criminally conjoined groupies;
I'm for the Legal Aiders - The reps on the ground, helping as best they can;
I'm for the lost-in-the-system; the poofs and lesso's; the avant-garders -
I'll be the rear-guard actioner, protecting Our arses from undue surprises.
I'll be the validator for the vilified,
And I'll not allow undue cruelty to trouble myn own loved ones -
My hard-lifers and my ugly-fuggly beauties --> Hands off!
And, I'm for the silent souls patiently waiting...so long, so long...
But ever hopeful that someone will rescue and love them too.
[Sorry I took so long to get up to speed. I know You knew way back when.]
Mar 9, 2014
Mar 9, 2014 at 12:35 AM UTC