ANobodypoet
@anobodypoet.bsky.social
The outlaw poet aiming to kill high ideals. A crooked smile & crooked spelling to remind the world of our human dignity. All art is my own.
My poetry tastes like dirt
November 29, 2025 at 5:54 PM
My poetry tastes like dirt
November 22, 2025 at 12:49 AM
November 20, 2025 at 1:11 PM
“Most of the Internet
is full of anti intellectual rage bait”
People speak expertise
til you beg them with curiosity
then it’s fallacy after fallacy
after fallacy
#poem
is full of anti intellectual rage bait”
People speak expertise
til you beg them with curiosity
then it’s fallacy after fallacy
after fallacy
#poem
October 31, 2025 at 2:41 PM
“Most of the Internet
is full of anti intellectual rage bait”
People speak expertise
til you beg them with curiosity
then it’s fallacy after fallacy
after fallacy
#poem
is full of anti intellectual rage bait”
People speak expertise
til you beg them with curiosity
then it’s fallacy after fallacy
after fallacy
#poem
October 22, 2025 at 2:14 AM
October 16, 2025 at 1:19 PM
If you need hope
go look at history
it’s not just a record of our wrongs
but a tremendous amount of proof
in how people chose rightly
those stories are still here
reminding us that love(the mother of justice)
still gets chosen over and over
and over and
over
go look at history
it’s not just a record of our wrongs
but a tremendous amount of proof
in how people chose rightly
those stories are still here
reminding us that love(the mother of justice)
still gets chosen over and over
and over and
over
October 4, 2025 at 8:30 PM
If you need hope
go look at history
it’s not just a record of our wrongs
but a tremendous amount of proof
in how people chose rightly
those stories are still here
reminding us that love(the mother of justice)
still gets chosen over and over
and over and
over
go look at history
it’s not just a record of our wrongs
but a tremendous amount of proof
in how people chose rightly
those stories are still here
reminding us that love(the mother of justice)
still gets chosen over and over
and over and
over
“A Sunday sermon tho
I don’t preach anymore.”
Do not surround yourself with cowards
lest you become a coward yourself
and when someone expects you
to lower your shield
to ease their comfort
know that their fear
isn’t worth your beating heart
#poem
I don’t preach anymore.”
Do not surround yourself with cowards
lest you become a coward yourself
and when someone expects you
to lower your shield
to ease their comfort
know that their fear
isn’t worth your beating heart
#poem
September 14, 2025 at 2:51 PM
“A Sunday sermon tho
I don’t preach anymore.”
Do not surround yourself with cowards
lest you become a coward yourself
and when someone expects you
to lower your shield
to ease their comfort
know that their fear
isn’t worth your beating heart
#poem
I don’t preach anymore.”
Do not surround yourself with cowards
lest you become a coward yourself
and when someone expects you
to lower your shield
to ease their comfort
know that their fear
isn’t worth your beating heart
#poem
“God’s Country”
Run Ripshod
bought with the blood
of the lamb all over
your resurrected hands
for violence is bought and sold
at the scholastic book fair
then fed as a delicacy
to our children
who die inside
and become zombified
diatribes
#poem
Run Ripshod
bought with the blood
of the lamb all over
your resurrected hands
for violence is bought and sold
at the scholastic book fair
then fed as a delicacy
to our children
who die inside
and become zombified
diatribes
#poem
September 12, 2025 at 7:09 PM
“God’s Country”
Run Ripshod
bought with the blood
of the lamb all over
your resurrected hands
for violence is bought and sold
at the scholastic book fair
then fed as a delicacy
to our children
who die inside
and become zombified
diatribes
#poem
Run Ripshod
bought with the blood
of the lamb all over
your resurrected hands
for violence is bought and sold
at the scholastic book fair
then fed as a delicacy
to our children
who die inside
and become zombified
diatribes
#poem
All ye brothers and sisters
who have fallen from the tree of lost impunity
Rolled, bruised on the soft earth
the men and women rather than gathering around The King’s round table
stand together before the tree of broken dreams
#poem
who have fallen from the tree of lost impunity
Rolled, bruised on the soft earth
the men and women rather than gathering around The King’s round table
stand together before the tree of broken dreams
#poem
August 16, 2025 at 10:01 PM
All ye brothers and sisters
who have fallen from the tree of lost impunity
Rolled, bruised on the soft earth
the men and women rather than gathering around The King’s round table
stand together before the tree of broken dreams
#poem
who have fallen from the tree of lost impunity
Rolled, bruised on the soft earth
the men and women rather than gathering around The King’s round table
stand together before the tree of broken dreams
#poem
Reposted by ANobodypoet
August 9, 2025 at 9:48 PM
We are borrowing from our future
with the ruination of our land
a handful of field at a time when borrowing leads to bankruptcy;
a future inheritance
#poem
with the ruination of our land
a handful of field at a time when borrowing leads to bankruptcy;
a future inheritance
#poem
August 8, 2025 at 2:36 AM
We are borrowing from our future
with the ruination of our land
a handful of field at a time when borrowing leads to bankruptcy;
a future inheritance
#poem
with the ruination of our land
a handful of field at a time when borrowing leads to bankruptcy;
a future inheritance
#poem
Composed white gloves
Composed blank face
with a worn out smile
painted and splayed
as a way to say
“I’m here to play
you’re complex games”
desire mixed with pain
and love mixed with gain
and then our composure
is smeared just like my lipstick
#poem
Composed blank face
with a worn out smile
painted and splayed
as a way to say
“I’m here to play
you’re complex games”
desire mixed with pain
and love mixed with gain
and then our composure
is smeared just like my lipstick
#poem
August 6, 2025 at 7:27 PM
Composed white gloves
Composed blank face
with a worn out smile
painted and splayed
as a way to say
“I’m here to play
you’re complex games”
desire mixed with pain
and love mixed with gain
and then our composure
is smeared just like my lipstick
#poem
Composed blank face
with a worn out smile
painted and splayed
as a way to say
“I’m here to play
you’re complex games”
desire mixed with pain
and love mixed with gain
and then our composure
is smeared just like my lipstick
#poem
Reposted by ANobodypoet
yes, its a genocide
yes, we're in the midst of authoritarianism
..if we cant come together on these 2 issues,
you & i,
then i fear we have very little to talk about
yes, we're in the midst of authoritarianism
..if we cant come together on these 2 issues,
you & i,
then i fear we have very little to talk about
August 5, 2025 at 4:57 AM
yes, its a genocide
yes, we're in the midst of authoritarianism
..if we cant come together on these 2 issues,
you & i,
then i fear we have very little to talk about
yes, we're in the midst of authoritarianism
..if we cant come together on these 2 issues,
you & i,
then i fear we have very little to talk about
Where does the light come from?
The good that inspires and seems
to catch fire if only for a little while
until the flames get stomped on
#poem
The good that inspires and seems
to catch fire if only for a little while
until the flames get stomped on
#poem
August 4, 2025 at 4:22 PM
Where does the light come from?
The good that inspires and seems
to catch fire if only for a little while
until the flames get stomped on
#poem
The good that inspires and seems
to catch fire if only for a little while
until the flames get stomped on
#poem
“what in the Pyschological warfare
have we created for ourselves?”
Capatalism has turned
society into rage bait machines
for engament makes
your pockets swell
while community care
is left in the formation
of psychological warfare
have we created for ourselves?”
Capatalism has turned
society into rage bait machines
for engament makes
your pockets swell
while community care
is left in the formation
of psychological warfare
August 2, 2025 at 3:49 PM
“what in the Pyschological warfare
have we created for ourselves?”
Capatalism has turned
society into rage bait machines
for engament makes
your pockets swell
while community care
is left in the formation
of psychological warfare
have we created for ourselves?”
Capatalism has turned
society into rage bait machines
for engament makes
your pockets swell
while community care
is left in the formation
of psychological warfare
August 2, 2025 at 3:41 PM
Reposted by ANobodypoet
#vss365 #happenstance =
Consciousness is
counting other things
including one another
as unique ones.
Capitalism is
counting other things
including one another
as the same zero.
Capitalists are
proviolent ones.
All the ones you are
counting are not zero.
All the ones you are
counting are ones:✌🏽.
Consciousness is
counting other things
including one another
as unique ones.
Capitalism is
counting other things
including one another
as the same zero.
Capitalists are
proviolent ones.
All the ones you are
counting are not zero.
All the ones you are
counting are ones:✌🏽.
July 27, 2025 at 11:08 AM
#vss365 #happenstance =
Consciousness is
counting other things
including one another
as unique ones.
Capitalism is
counting other things
including one another
as the same zero.
Capitalists are
proviolent ones.
All the ones you are
counting are not zero.
All the ones you are
counting are ones:✌🏽.
Consciousness is
counting other things
including one another
as unique ones.
Capitalism is
counting other things
including one another
as the same zero.
Capitalists are
proviolent ones.
All the ones you are
counting are not zero.
All the ones you are
counting are ones:✌🏽.
Reposted by ANobodypoet
No hate!
Unless it's nazis. Feel free to hate nazis.
Unless it's nazis. Feel free to hate nazis.
May 29, 2025 at 3:11 PM
No hate!
Unless it's nazis. Feel free to hate nazis.
Unless it's nazis. Feel free to hate nazis.
Trust the uncertainly
lean with it
rock with it
keep your thoughts
slippery so when
the boat capsizes
you can slide
to the left
to the right
without a fight
#poem
lean with it
rock with it
keep your thoughts
slippery so when
the boat capsizes
you can slide
to the left
to the right
without a fight
#poem
July 21, 2025 at 2:34 PM
Trust the uncertainly
lean with it
rock with it
keep your thoughts
slippery so when
the boat capsizes
you can slide
to the left
to the right
without a fight
#poem
lean with it
rock with it
keep your thoughts
slippery so when
the boat capsizes
you can slide
to the left
to the right
without a fight
#poem