Double Slit Experiment

By |November 22nd, 2014|

Lying down in the tub,

billowing cumulus clouds of crimson,

lethargy coming on slowly,

Made a choice I will

never have again…

You want me to explain…?

Sincerity and genuineness

Is impossible for me…

Just a big reaction to

the fragmented throng.

Tried to excise my

coping mechanisms…

exacerbated by ego

and erroneous […]

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As Above So Below

By |November 21st, 2014|

The wheel
of life moves everything in turn.

Each spoke of the wheel appears
in line with a natural
order of things.
Godly ideas exist
in humanity, in the heavenly
carpet of space
and on earth.
As above
so below.

Each individual wheel is tested and
refined with pinpoint precision
by God, and […]

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By |November 19th, 2014|

I have to convince the world
about who I am,
to become somebody,
not the odd man in dark sunglasses,
the psycho killer,
the benefit scrounger.
These benefits streets are not paved with

I am the lion of madness,
an owner of words,
farmer of doubts.
I want to spread […]

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Going Places

By |November 15th, 2014|

What a fume
down the road
left in its wake
a cloud of smoke
makes people choke

Going places
up and downhill
at your will
not to kill
over bumps
round bends
give them thrills and chills

The engine roars
doing its chores
coughing and spluttering
as winter came
isn’t it a shame
if that car had […]

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Disordered Life

By |October 30th, 2014|

Sleeping on the streets
With homeless cats as my companions
Confirming the predictions
Of a psychiatrist
My mind generates un-realities
Un-moving, I drift through a plethora of calamities
Mumbling about the End of the World

Opportunities will remain un-afforded
I will not be awarded
For my psychic battles with […]

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The Reproach

By |October 24th, 2014|

Curse me out
Into these stark, empty ruins
Where madness lies
Like a heavy mist
And haunts this torpid ground,
Out here, on the edges of reason
Where darkness falls
Like a breathless moon
And ghosts hang In the pendant air,

By: clint southall

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What They Told Me

By |October 19th, 2014|

I was told I was strong
Strong enough to break bricks
And then I broke my body breaking that last brick
I was told I could climb higher then the clouds
And then I fell and crashed, crashed hard
I was told I could out […]

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What is Schizophrenia Poetry?

By |October 10th, 2014|

There is now a new feedback page here. Today we are defining why we write poetry. I hope you believe as I do that ‘schizophrenia poetry’ is an art form.

Please state in your own words what schizophrenia poetry is to […]

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birds neither reap nor sow

By |October 9th, 2014|

Pierced by a Spear of Sisyphean Destiny,
certified hobgoblins gave me penal time in electric Tartarus for my indolence,
then they sent me packing with a Pot’O’Mold.
But recently I aquired morphicaly
resonant phantom limbs and 12 stranded DNA.
And I realized […]

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By |October 5th, 2014|

Like a spider that climbs up your hand
Black, with white crest across its belly
Which paralyzes your senses;

Like a snake with brown diamonds
on its slender body
With a tongue that sticks out a warning:
Stay away!

So is the darkness that can be felt
Moving […]

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imprisoned in their hold

By |October 3rd, 2014|

tired of the yelling,
they never seem to stop,
those voices keep on screaming,
shaking, black-eyed demons,
a grip on my lungs,
twisting up my brain,
laughing, jeering,
joking, sneering,
it never, ever falters,
the words keep on coming,
following my every move,
they never leave my sight,
and I’m imprisoned in […]

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By |September 12th, 2014|

They say that all the world’s

a stage and the show

is, The Gong Show.

I got the hook

sooner than a lot

of other people,

and learned to shut

the hell up and be


But I realized

later in life

that the hook was

a shepherd’s hook….,

and it wasn’t over […]

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1 of the 4 of the 400

By |September 11th, 2014|

I was 1 of the 100
I became 1 of the 4
I’m dwelling with the 1 of the 1
Universal God has destroyed my life
To rebuild an open-mind3st existence
I am a lovingpeacefulfreedom believer
Wish you could Wash the Curse in 2x8y
Doing theright thing […]

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By |September 10th, 2014|

A horror of captivity, the captive’s hand forcing me down
I am falling, scared to cry, numb to pain—
It’s been too long
His hands scatter like sea gulls over the restless ocean…
No, my body…unwanted pleasure searing—
Nowhere to hide, no one to hear, […]

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