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Do Not Do The Crime
Don’t Do the Crime.
Clunk of the door, freedom gone.
Turn off the key you are where you belong.
10 by 6 your room for a few years.
No one here will hear you cry your tears.
As the saying goes, if you can't do the time don't do the crime.
Nataiella (2024).
Friday 20th September 2024 12:17 am
vertebrae (10/15/2023)
when time pines,
it happens in a vacuum.
blue-lipped and ecstatic
coloring the automatic
raptures ruptured
and the bubbles burst
counting down 'forgive me nots'
and pick-up petals buy the hearse
amen
bitten-pens
and day dreams
and
teethmarks in the shape of you
and
pulling blind bridles
we'd ride thru
tl so much nothing
stretched before us
a skating rink of fate
spl...
Sunday 15th October 2023 11:05 pm
Turn The Bugger Off
I had been in the process of writing and recording this, prior to posting it in advance of the 15:00 hrs Orwellian PANIC NOW! Message.
However, when it came to choosing between this, and an impromptu visit by a 3 and a half year old who wants to go for a walk with Granddad, guess who won!
Turn The Bugger Off!
Masked zombies fearful, walk the line,
Believers, they still serve their...
Sunday 23rd April 2023 8:54 pm
Set Them Free
How The 'Few,' Rule The Multitudes
'We,' are niether Darwinian, or Adam & Eve. We are, an Alien Hybrid. Our Architects, our engineers, our rulers, are few, and we, are the many. So how, do they keep control. What follows, is how 'we' ourselves, have been conditioned, and orchestrated, and manipulated, to uphold the whip for them. It is a whip they no longer need to weild as what is la...
Wednesday 26th August 2020 7:41 am
Banged Up
"My how you've grown"
Said the kindly old dear.
"Last time I held you
you burped in my ear.
The truth of the matter
I just have to say
it's been twenty long years
since they put me away.
It's a long stretch of time
which I passed saving stamps
but that's what they gave me
for killing your Gramps.
I know you're an orphan
'cause I poisoned y...
Friday 18th January 2019 9:27 pm
The Prison
Unwanted emotions tumble and groan crashing through my mind unwelcome
As I sit forlorn, an empty shell of my previous beautiful self
What was once a blessing is now a curse
Something that hurts with an unreversible pain
As I'm fading, giving in to the dark night
A voice, soft and steady breaks the silence
A flutter flows through my stomach and my heart beats almost to the point ...
Tuesday 15th January 2019 8:26 am
Naked Souls
Poetry is a
refuge for
a lonely life
the antidote
for pain
and strife
warm words
blanketing
a frigid night
tonic for thirsty sailors
drowning in an ocean
from which we cannot drink
To our deserted island we go
while the world
casts us loners,
introverts, quiet
weird, crazy...
Let them judge
as they wine and dine
in crowded rooms
on cell patrol
while w...
Wednesday 2nd January 2019 3:18 am
My mind is my prison, but I hold the key
My mind is my prison
when it should be my home
where I sit in front
of an open fire and
keep myself snug and warm.
Instead my prison guards
are my thoughts and
situations my bars,
together they keep me
in solitary confinement,
but I am always keeping
a close watch on my sentries
as they make their regular patrol
and I begin to see a pattern
to their s...
Thursday 11th October 2018 7:13 am
Who are the real Monsters?
Isn't imprisonment enough?
Without the guards being too rough
And forever being cuffed
Prisoners are abused and raped
Every damn single day
As if they haven't already paid
By being held captive and afraid.
Isn't imprisonment enough?
Without being forced to confess
To somebody else's mess
Being stripped and undressed
Every damn single day
As if they haven't already paid
By bein...
Thursday 2nd August 2018 2:07 pm
Numb
I'm sitting here, trapped, frozen in time
Head imploding, finally losing my mind
Nowhere to run, bound and confined
To the prison within, my unconscious mind.
Tuesday 19th June 2018 9:48 pm
Ich Du
“Ich du, Ich du!”
Those words meant nothing to you.
Nought but bindings
Tethering me to you.
Your loving face turned hard,
Your gaze hurting me like barbs.
“Ich du, Ich du!”
The words that bind me to you.
Your ghastly glare
Evoking within me so much fear.
“I truly do love you dear,”
Barely but a long-lost whisper in my ears.
Your gentle touch tur...
Monday 18th June 2018 3:41 pm
WANDSWORTH WUFFIAN
Five years and nine months
Can you tell what it is yet?
It's not long enough
So whilst on 'A' Wing
Bend down to pick up your soap
Whilst in the shower
No 'Two Little Boys'
Just 'Jake the Peg's middle leg
Summary justice
A didgery-doo
Try your Kangaroo court sport
It's coming to you
Then why no remorse?
Banged up at portrait's pleasure
L...
Tuesday 8th July 2014 6:21 pm
Citizen's Lament
CITIZEN’S LAMENT
Oh to be in prison now that April’s here.
The council tax is rising
And they’ve upped the price of beer!
The kids want pocket money
The wife wants – well, don’t ask!
When all I want’s a simple fag
And ale straight from the cask.
Oh to be in prison now that April’s gone.
There’s nowt good on the telly
And they’ve built a bigger...
Monday 1st April 2013 7:20 pm
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