"Autumn in Padded Beige"
Wrongfully writing of
This leaf changing
Season currently
Without knowing or for
Yes for no reason for
Four walls my eyes
Only seize on site of
What sight sees
Completely
Confounded
In confined
Solitary
Categories:
padded, seasons,
Form: Free verse
Build a padded wall around the entire earth.
We've become one giant insane asylum.
For which there's no cure.
While you're at it.
Hang a neon vacant eyes sign.
For everything has turned into.
the deepest shade of blackened-blind...
Right has turned into wrong/wrong spliced into right.
We've become the galactic idiot-a universal blight.
That's what happens when you replace growth.
With a quick fix prick, Charmers and anorexic influencers.
When mountains of youth are glazed with victimhood.
Unearned accolades -no accountability balm.
There's no longer social sedimentation.
Between the saint and psychopath.
God is flipping us the dirty bird.
While searching for his misplaced wrath.
Categories:
padded, destiny,
Form: Free verse
"The Padded Soft Cell"
Here they cover their mirrors
with garlands of poésies
to stop billabong reflections
pooling through
the inmates
congratulate each other
walking in slow dervish circles
Boston-two-stepping backwards ecstatic rituals
Anti-clockwise,
I told them to change channels
when words become mute
and mummify themselves
in the gadaidja’s
interminably
terminally blessed loud
soapbox sermon music
they b**ched their chomping bits
about it all for a while
I suggested with a pleasant smile
keep on their side of the shine
twisting their own twine
regulated patients,
disgraced and racing
chasing love, love chasing
all intrepid actors underexposed pacing
sometimes we smile here
within our padded soft cells
if the ghosts we read through walls
entertain us from their wells
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
"Films" (Remastered 2009)/ Gary Numan
https://youtu.be/6HbIGk6zH_k
Categories:
padded, muse,
Form: Free verse
Torn up mattresses stapled to the walls
deafen the sounds of the screaming.
I’m talking, talking to the man
with no ears, when I look,
he’s not really there at all.
Coming at me with outstretched
arms he squeezes me to death
like a half-starved boa, then
I wake up, alone.
In a lonely room with
pillows taped to the walls
and only a tiny window in
the door to see a fleeting
glimpse of the man in charge.
Coming at me with outstretched
arms he claws and bites, bleeding
me out onto their clean white
floor, then I wake up, alone.
Padded walls and padded floors
keep me from harm inside
the world he has created. Tough
to live with people out to get
you. Friends think you’re
kidding, neighbors think
you’re delusional, but here I
lie on the floor, slowly dying,
all alone.
Categories:
padded, anger, confusion,
Form: Free verse
I'm defiant like a child that doesn't want the Ritalin
Cause a riot cos I'm wild and end up in the bin again
Maddened in a pad again but this time padded walls within
Halls that spin while crawling in, calling in at 4 again
Knocking on the door and then, talking to the floor again
Making my way to my bed where I would sit and pour a pen
Categories:
padded, anxiety, depression, health, mental
Form: Rhyme
Soft padded paws stalk
Golden eyes glow with knowledge
Fade into darkness
Darkness eternal
Does light exist anymore?
Starving corpses wail
Hungry light feeding
Patterns appear in shadows
Soon the world is whole
A great hole appears
Cycles repeating
Fade and back again
Categories:
padded, animals, death, warlight, light,
Form: Haiku
(THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM)
It was a horrible thing that I saw.
My girlfriend wears a padded bra.
Her chest is flatter than a pancake.
It made me mad because her boobs are fake.
She got excited when I started to flirt.
As she jumped up and down, the falsies came flying out of her shirt.
She was so embarrassed that her face turned red.
It was a day that she was bound to dread.
I love her and I decided to give her another chance.
I can't judge her because I always have a radiator hose in my pants.
Categories:
padded, funny
Form: Rhyme
Locked away in the place for the special ones
The eccentric, the odd balls, the misfits
We rest here
We roam here
We are our own entire breed
When we return to society
We cannot assimilate into your pretentious existence
So we return
We hate it
But, we know no other life
It is the only place where we fit in
The only place we belong
We may be in hell
But, we ride this rollercoaster together
Sharps locked away and padded cells
Living here in this therapeutic hell
But, unable to escape
Our mind is chained here
We cannot escape our destiny
Categories:
padded, angst, confusion, depression, health,
Form: Free verse
He can drive me crazy
Sometimes he is so lazy
He is disrespectful and rude
Never get enough food
He is thirteen
A high strung eating machine
However He is also my baby boy
At night he still sleeps with his stuffed toy
So yes sometimes I am lost and scared
Cause with a teenager my life is shared
But I will do what all moms do
Put up with the teenager who should by all rights live at the zoo
If you have one you know what I am saying is true
If not than lucky for you
And those moms with little one beware
The teenage years have to be handled with care
You will go crazy with worry and stress be put to the test
And you will have days that are the best
Just remember that they are still your little angels
Just now they have horns to hold up their halos
But do not let me scare you please do not despair
They do make great coloring for the gray in your hair
But don't think when nineteen hits you are though
I am thirty four my mom says I give her gray too
Categories:
padded, adventure, childhood, life, love,
Form: Free verse