Once a professor, urbane and distinguished,
I now spend my days gibbering and drooling.
The spark that drove me has been extinguished
Drugged in my padded cell per legal ruling.
Gripping my crayon with gnarled, yellow toes,
Accompanied by cereberal static,
Vainly trying to scribble my florid prose,
A task one time seemingly automatic.
Coarse canvas sleeves are bound tight behind my back.
Apparently, this step has been required
To prevent a self-mutilating attack
By a man whose brain is fautily wired.
My scribbling pauses as the buzzing grows,
As it did when I consumed those homeless boys.
Where their small bones are hidden; nobody knows,
A place forever veiled 'neath shrouds of white noise.
Author notes
Image source: http://www.hss.state.ak.us/gcdse/history/Images/Section%2007,%20part%20two/7s.2-straight-jacket.jpg
In a list
A contest entry
- Third Round of the CREEPY, Dark Rounds Contest by Paloszoo.
1500 points, ended August 31, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Excellent
Aye, 'tis a wee bit more than creepy, rather horrorific! Yet, very well written, with marvelous imagery in relation to the pic.
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Cheerie
Fond reminisce. Well thought out.
Howard
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Thank you very much. I am glad that you enjoyed this.
Mike
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You pulled out all the stops for this piece of work. The imagery is enough to make me shudder. You did a great job. I'd choose my favorite line but they all make me cringe. Wonderful work dear!!!
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Thank you very much for stopping by to read and comment on my work. This is a rather dark poem. I am glad you enjoyed it.
Mike
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I always knew you were a bit twisted, Mike. Great picture to go with this morbid piece! Thanks for following through on your commitment to the rounds contest! It was a pleasure and honor to read your work!
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Thank you very much for reading and commenting. Although I get many comments on my darker pieces, I try to avoid this type of writing. I start to personify my own words if I am not careful. It was a pleasure taking part in your contests.
Mike
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A moment of clarity within a thorizine haze. A nice slice of the A-Moral mind you have painted with your words. I felt like I was actually hearing his thoughts. Very well written. Good luck in the contest.
Bill
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These dark writes seem to hit a note with some of my readers, though I prefer to write things that are less disturbing. Thank you for reading and commenting. I am glad you enjoyed the poem.
Mike
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I love the darker pieces Its my ghoulish side commin out I think
This kicked ass and the picture sets it off just right
Good Luck to you in the contest my friend
Just lovin your dark side Mike
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LOL. My dark side scares me. I try to stay away from this stuff these days. Thank you very much for reading and commenting. I am glad that you enjoyed the poem.
Mike
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well.. backing out the door umm see ya.. seriously scary stuff Mike.
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Yeah, I know what you mean. When I write something like this I want to back away too. Thanks for reading and commenting. I am glad you enjoyed the poem.
Mike
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The Subtle Exibitionist
Great word play... What else can I say without "spellcheck"
Good Job, Howard
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Thanks. I am glad you enjoyed this. I went back through the poem to see what word I spelt wrong. It is always a pleasure to have you stop by.
Mike
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