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I skipped out on the poetry reading at the free library where I was scheduled to read a new brewpub opened just down the street and my whistle required a little wetting so I walked down the street oblivious to any consequences or hurt feelings attached my name was on the list for the openContinue reading “SHOT OF JAMESON TO CHASE THE BEER”

And so for some reason, George and Lucille Bluth are my parents and we are living in a rather elaborate treehouse.  I’m not sure what happened to the old model home.  I must have turned into GOB since I was dating Marta or at least a chica Latina muy caliente.  I field many criticisms from a sister whoContinue reading “TRUTH FROM A BLUTH”

It amazes me I think in blue rhyme of language splattered across sullen minds of timid boys pistol whipped by sergeants  and bullied into  this transgression by subconscious dreams. Hidden desires left unfermented fossilized in back reaches we cross that land avoiding Mongol warriors & wicked con artists. And of fire these eyes burn intenselyContinue reading “IT AMAZES ME”

People need a sense of identity.  This can apply even when the identity is not such a good one.  I worked at numerous shit jobs over the years,  The pay was low and the benefits were poor.  Of course, they were just pass throughs for me,  It was a means to survive for a few months or a year orContinue reading “NORTH CITY BUS ARMATURE EMPLOYEES”

Someone took the time to offer sage advice while all I really wanted was a quite space to relieve myself so I sit & contemplate the words Life is serious It’s really yourself you shouldn’t takeso damn seriously I want to live a long life, create art, add beauty to the world, help others andContinue reading “DON’T TAKE LIFE SO SERIOUSLY”

Hitchhiking Bristol Pike thumbing a ride home drop off at 7-11 to snag large Slurpee and a pack of Fleer baseball cards no longer sure why I collect maybe I’ll get a Schmidt or a Carlton usually a bust I get the scrubs no one will remember 10 months from now let alone 10 decadesContinue reading “JUNIOR’S SLIPPING GRADES”

Perplexed by cynicism rooftop visions; wagon wheeled thoughts reverb a mind scanning eyes weary of light zydeco playing unheard https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1091706 SOCIAL BUTTERFLY: Not So Fancy Tanshi Vol. 2: Schaefer, George: 9798811592180: Amazon.com: Books

We had our falling outand she went on the warpath I became the villain in all her tales and pomes And somehow the best poem she ever wrote is about what an asshole I am My response  was to express pride knowing I inspired her finest poetic moment I sip my beer and reflect 30 yearsContinue reading “RETURNED THE FAVOR”

Sitting at the Trestle Inn indulging in a Trestlewide.  There’s a candle on the table and a video on the wall.  It’s footage of Nancy Sinatra presumably singing “These Boots Are Made for Walking”  but there’s no audio.  There’s a young lady on stage in the backroom dancing some go-go.  I snap a couple pictures of the dancer that comeContinue reading “DAY OF RECKONING”