In our maniacal world madness cosplay nativity.
When sanctuary is cynical take cyanide outside in
a synchronized social suicide.
Life at your disposal realize life is disposable.
Lacking eye warble, below-zero countertop marble.
Stumble over the five o'clock Hobble.
Humble, Crumpled up macro-cookie crumble.
Spade shovel buried down transient mumble.
Blood musk parfume; false whale entrails.
Innards inward into inferior interior design.
Set fire to the nativity scene, in our maniacal world
It'll still continue in laughing, surround sound loud.
It'll still narcissistically orbit around me.
Outstanding flavour; some forever ever-lasting long.
Ever-after ended up ending fantastic. God dammit.
Gob-smacker, toe tapper, boot-smacker.
Folded laundry lay on the nighttime pavement.
It'll still go.
In the Age of Spin.
It just happen.
No way, It just happen?
It just happen.
It go like it just happen.
It go how it just happen.
What happen?
It just happen.
Categories:
narcissistically, adventure, care, fate, word
Form: Free verse
A bag containing money and a passport goes missing
the money was a gift that had just been given
years went by then within my vision
my passport spawns in the room you’re living
If it got there then the money did too
mystery solved the thief was you
you stole that gift from your parents room
but with my passport from me I presume
A selfish side of you prepared to steal
taking what appeared to be mine
are you actually serious and for real
fake friends like you get left behind
Narcissistically lying and selfish
perfect in your mind like no one else is
but I think you might just be helpless
think you’re king you ain’t no Elvis
And my absence is explained as mental
like you’re kind caring and oh so gentle
trying to look broad shaped like a pencil
existing in a very lonely social circle
because even if the lie’s believed
you appeal to nobody
so celebrate your victory
you might have won but you’re still lonely
Categories:
narcissistically, character, corruption, friendship,
Form: Rhyme
Dear Donald,
Your emperor's nakedness
is transparently showing
in increasingly risky
vulnerable political ways.
Thought I should remind you,
"Counter Culture"
is short
for Anti-Multicultural Health Care
politically giving
and economically receiving,
sacredly empowering
and secularly enlightening
cooperative co-investments
in global health
of compassionate wealth.
Other than your handful of retweets,
you could teach yourself to un-narcissistically see
and hear,
kindly touch
and responsibly feel,
millions of silent
resistant
non-retweets
From those feeling not too safe
about our healthy futures
as individuals
and as residents of a living planet.
Your neglected ecotherapist,
MultiCulturing MotherEarth
Categories:
narcissistically, earth, health, political,
Form: Political Verse
She stalks me, on my profile,
comments most vile,
I think she's in denial,
because after a while,
she tells me to leave her alone!!
Funny I know,
dumbest I've known,
I think her minds blown,
she's got the police on the phone!!
What a delude,
narcissistically rude,
she has a chest like a dude
and a rear like the moon!!
She gets it out it lights up the room
glorious rays of sun shine through,
I'll say to persons as I conclude,
I never state these poems are about you
Categories:
narcissistically, writing,
Form: Rhyme
When I mention my morning meditation practice,
many respond with wishes and hopes
they could
would
should discipline themselves
to also join in to this practice
practice
praxis
until fragmented uncommunicative ego/ecosystems
finally get life resiliently realistically right
more than ego-narcissistically wrong.
But this,
I ego-think and eco-feel,
reverses what is a more centrally profound point
of ZeroZone cosmic-organic view.
Everyday life is already our active meditation
which we Win/Lose unpractice,
Business As Usual LoseLose dis-practice
praxis
until we hope to get us egoWin-ecoWin
interdependently healthy right
more than pathologically diseased wrong.
Categories:
narcissistically, appreciation, caregiving, conflict, health,
Form: Political Verse
Aging like a fine wine (if I liked wine)
Narcissistically loving, proudly broken
Daughter of the Pryors, Moe and Vickie, soulmates
Lover of calm breezes running the first of 10 miles on a Sunday morning
Who feels invincible in that moment and defeated, small, and petty the next
Who fears for her children making their place in a brutal world
Who would like to see America from a motorhome, or Spain on foot
Resident of the heart, living in the soulfulness of early ink-black mornings
Stampeding and triumphant
1/29/19
Writing Challenge 2, Bio form
Dear Heart
Categories:
narcissistically, identity, me,
Form: Bio
LIFE STORY
"Who wrote dese legs?" Said Milligan in Puckoon *
He surveyed his nether limbs with distaste and dismay
While Jessica Rabbit gave protest of every 'toon' **
"I'm not really bad. It's just that I was drawn this way"
I share Milligan's discontent with legs and parts that append
As I guess do others, save those narcissistically vain
We seek to have some correction and make amend
Or at least find some creator whom we can blame
But in life's dramas do we not each play some role
Maybe having some choice of the part and in writing the script
With a character choosing a purpose, determining a goal
As we stumble through props and scenery, trap-doors tripped
Regardless of who was the author of our book
Whether lives are our own or in hands of the fates to make hay
The role we have be it hero saint or crook
Determines right now the game that we have to play
Looking to the future if given that I have a voice
In my next life if not made from mud or dregs
And I have the good fortune to make some personal choice
I will write myself a better pair of legs
Categories:
narcissistically, life,
Form: Rhyme
Vixen and voluptuous
Acutely aware of her good looks
Inspiring other to tan and diet
Narcissistically she has us hooked
Insane with the blonde locks
Sexy in the way she will always be
In spite of what is healthy
Neurotically vain is all I see
Categories:
narcissistically, jealousy, , cute,
Form: Acrostic
When told to tow the lines
In steno-scopic sight,
Rebellious of the signs
Fight for your right to fight.
Presented with the guff
That all shall be all-right,
Predictably it’s rough
Fight for your right to fight.
Narcissistically!
Opposability!
Demonstrability!
Vindicability!
Welcome to the kingdom
Where will is just a blight,
Just a severed symptom
Fight for your right to fight.
Septic it may happen
In day or maybe night,
Shy of what you reckon
Fight for your right to fight.
Narcissistically!
Opposability!
Demonstrability!
Vindicability!
Lorded over ever
I’ll see the victor’s height,
Falling to the never
Fight for my right to fight.
I’ll beckon and I’ll win
From darkish into white,
Embedded in my skin
The simple right to fight!
Vindicability!
14/09/2013 ADO
Copyright 2013 Adam Parker
Categories:
narcissistically, inspirational,
Form: Rhyme
Picking
Scratching
Pulling
Tearing
The nail leaves two marks.
It stings slightly.
I know I did good.
I peel the broken skin away
and watch the blood rush.
Onto the next.
It won't stop.
I can't stop.
Leaving scars,
one right after the other,
like a circle,
this cycle is endless.
I put my hands to my face
dig in as deep as I can go,
and drag my fingers down.
Prying the flesh from my face,
I scream inside.
Nobody sees it
-the scars-
-the marks-
-my disease.
To them,
I'm narcissistically ignorant.
But if you focus like I,
you will be disgusted like I.
Categories:
narcissistically, addiction, pain, self,
Form: Free verse
In this life I have lived, always told to me while I was young try to excel in something for
someone, or just yourself.
My code and standard is a rigid one no one will come close to what I have done.
Out of all the people that have ever lived I feel myself to be better still.
My heart is in the wrong place and my head is on wrong, it is my moment of ego that keeps
me this narcissistically strong.
I have a strong body and a very bright mind, how dare they ignore me they all must be
blind.
And on one sunny day I will have my say, having my way to make them pay, and see things
my way.
The Egomaniac…
James C Bryant Jr.
December 14, 200
Categories:
narcissistically, introspectionme,
Form: Imagism
An amusing attempt at alphabet
babble: Beginning by
caramel croonings coming
delightfully down drains
ejecting embryonic
flatulent foolishness.
Grandiose gobbledygook
hatched hastily
into idioms indicating
just junk.
Keening karmic
language languidly liberated
matching mainly myopic magpies
nattering narcissistically.
Opine on, oh onerous one !!
Perhaps provoking philosophic
quoted quirky questions
resembling recent ramblings
spewed sporadically
to taunt Tiny Tim.
Unbelievable !!
Veritable vapidity
working well-worn Webster
xeno-
yappings
zealously.
Categories:
narcissistically, funny, on writing and
Form: ABC