Seven Psychopaths

Seven Psychopaths

A Poem by crystallized illusions
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No. 1

Being normal? That's not fun.
The mobsters can't hide,
They'll run;
The Jack O' Diamonds throws his card upon their bloody reamins,
He smirks.
To him, killing makes for a good pun.

 

No. 2

The Quaker, he's one too.
Murder? 
That's nothing new. 
He takes the cravat from around his neck,
A battle scar around his neck expresses the pain he's gone through.
 

 

No. 3
The Vietnamese guy, he's in the tree. 


 

No. 4

Maniacs are knocking upon the door,
Setting their rabbits upon the floor.
Instead of coffee, Four prefers tea;
Tells his story from his core.  

 

No. 5
These crazies need chaos to survive.

No. 6

The Irishman, he needs his alcoholic fix.
Picks up his pen, grabs his paper;
Then a bottle of bourbon,
It's all for kicks.

 

No. 7
The gangster loves his dog,
Where has Bonny gone?
He closes his eyes,

Tries to pull himself together,
Hopefully, he thinks, the pup hasn't gone to Heaven.

© 2012 crystallized illusions


Author's Note

crystallized illusions
A poem based on the 2012 film Seven Psychopaths. Some numbers are in order, some aren't.

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nice job dudette you did a great jod

Posted 13 Years Ago



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i write my story, all i know of it.. and i throw the pages to the wind. maybe the birds can read it. more..