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Antisocial Media

Antisocial Media

By Mark D. Stucky
I remember the old days
when people only had friends
they’d actually met in person,
before “social media” seduced us,
and people became less social,
sitting alone and anonymous,
insulting strangers and neighbors,
tweeting threats and riotous rants,
multiplying misinformation,
damaging decency and democracy.

Antisocial media betrays us
and the original vision
of joining virtual hands
and singing “Kum Ba Yah.”

Did media change our

Categories: antisocial, bullying, conflict, evil, friendship,
Form: Free verse

Antisocial Humanitarian

I only worship at my own altar
I do not even go to nightclubs 
I do not even know the Kaaba 
Or kneel for a word of prayer 
Not even a chant in the stadium 
I do not even like talking to others 
When I do 
It always comes back to me, Karma 
I feel stressed

Categories: antisocial, assonance, community, humanity, love,
Form: Bio

Beshal De Vocor

Es, es why
Please tell me
Why
Guess tell
Why
I love you
Like I do

What ways
To speak it
When others
Might seek it
and have us
Dispaired
Tell me you
Care
Tell me
You care
And we
Can start
Our love thing
anew

Categories: antisocial, art, business,
Form: Ballade

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

My Bucket List

For one to mark off a box in completion, then comes a sense of joy. But what's confusing is that all the tasks he did as a boy.

To feel what you want to be able to is a privilege of itself, to experience emotions in which you have not felt, sympathy and guilt are on

Categories: antisocial, 9th grade, analogy, devotion,
Form: Free verse

Alone

I JUST WANNA BE LOVED 
I JUST WANT A PLACE TO CALL HOME 
I JUST WANNA BE NEEDED BY SOMEONE 
I REALLY HATE THE IDEA OF BEING ALONE 

I WISH SOMEONE WOULD JUST CHECK UP ON ME 
JUST TO EVEN SAY I THOUGHT OF YOU ARE YOU OKAY
IM TIRED OF FEELING LIKE IM LIVING IN

Categories: antisocial, care, cry, cute, fear,
Form: Rhyme

She Couldn'T

she couldn't
be bothered
to feign interest



posted on September 13, 2018

Categories: antisocial, rude, woman,
Form: Senryu

Outcast

eccentric she was
socially awkward
somewhat paranoid
with bizarre twitches
not mixing in
an outcast 
of her own doing
a square peg
in a round hole
not fitting in



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

posted on September 11, 2018

Categories: antisocial, angst, anxiety,
Form: Free verse

Into the Void

Paperbacks tell the tales 
Of those lost in time
They occupy your intellect
You slowly waste your mind
Like television and internet
There are worse ways to unwind
Judgement comes from all around
Plentiful rumours are abound
Dig deeper into the manuscript
You'll never hear a sound

Hours turn to years
The voices come now calling
Their messages become clear
Simple times are one thing
That thing you've

Categories: antisocial, fantasy, grave, horror, imagination,
Form: Free verse

Antisocial Behaviour

Young Peter is far from perfect
Teen anger he fails to deflect
His trail of destruction
Has caused such a ruction
You should see the items he’s wrecked

His parents do little to stop him
They’re addicts, and too busy popp’in
Heroin and pills
Which don’t cure their ills
The outlook for Peter is grim

He ‘borrowed’ a car with his mates
and drove very fast

Categories: antisocial, conflict, confusion, growing up,
Form: Limerick

Social and Antisocial Capital

Hybrids,
like a good creole stew,
are amazingly viral cooperators,
competitively so,
reacclimating tastes toward richer anticipations.

We have all heard of social capital
and natural capital,
of social democrats as antisocial plutocrats
and cooperatively-owned capitalist corporations,
including bipolar republics, perhaps.

These are all forms of regeneratively healthy intent
to further cooperatively nurturing ecopolitics,
as contrasted to degenerative antisocial trends
toward further climate and landscape reactionary pathologies,
alien-fear and

Categories: antisocial, culture, earth, health, language,
Form: Political Verse

Antisocial

People wonder why I’m so antisocial hardly talk or hang with anybody
They wonder why I stay to myself and just do me
They wonder why I’m always on top while others are still at the bottom
feeding on to me
Well if you ask me there are a lot of reasons why I’m antisocial
There are too many fake

Categories: antisocial, depression, god, me, women,
Form: I do not know?