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Internet strangers prancing about into my dreams; flopping about on my bed while I slave away at a keyboard Unknown co-workers co-opting my family for rides to the bank; their names not known it all feels so contrived INTERNET STRANGERS | PostPoems

Cynicism met with scorn on avenue of sad cafes drones placing orders java poured in cardboard cups hours old and potent ready to kick your ass CYNICISM MET WITH SCORN | PostPoems

I kicked his ass after he told me he never heard of Memphis Minnie I abhor violence and yet still I must insist it was the right thing to do. In truth, it was a verbal asskicking but much deserved. A person at a blues festival bragging on how much he knows about the bluesContinue reading “MEMPHIS MINNIE”

and so then I pulled the old pour a 24 oz. Blue Point toasted lager from Patchogue, NY into a 24 oz. XL Dunkin’Donut Styrofoam cup so I could conceal my transgression I could sit on the train and sneak sips while creating the illusion of drinking coffee any environmentalist will tell you Styrofoam isContinue reading “SLIGHTLY LESS OFFENSIVE”

I can’t be sure the billboard wouldn’t tell a lie the advertisement must be true BILLBOARD WOULDN’T LIE | PostPoems

It was gonna be a long ride and the Lyft driver needed to gas up her car She apologized several times I used my phone to search for nearby gas station one right along the way before hitting I-95 It all worked out We found the gas station easy enough it was a straight shotContinue reading “ABOVE AND BEYOND”

I lost the cadence somewhere along the way The pure word flow dissipated into hazy memory and left me standing  at the altar like a jilted lover. words scribbled on a brown napkin made from recycled paper. Probably written sometime in the late 90’s. JILTED LOVER | PostPoems Choke the Chicken (or Auto Erotic AsphyxiationContinue reading “JILTED LOVER”

The young lady with the green hair  & tattoos on her face & a skeletal nose ring  is laughing at my jokes. She’s actually cute but not as cute as her dark haired friend with the uncluttered face. They’re both smiling and laughing at my yarn. I’m not sure if they’re laughing at me orContinue reading “GREEN HAIRED LADY”

Women in orange outside playing basketball in a prison yard a nervous guard gripping gun fingers tensely holding tight WOMEN IN ORANGE | PostPoems

Those late night Jersey Transit trains It’s always a gas well past midnight up to no good at a Dead and Company show Queens in the rear view mirror departing Manhattan riding that train stuffed with other Heads trying to get home to Jersey or PA as it were feeling no pain listening to conversationsContinue reading “NOSE BREATHER”