It’s Tuesday afternoon we should probably have jobs we should probably have better things to do and yet here we sit A loud belch from across the bar recalls a shot of cheap whiskey and another bottle of beer is placed in front of me Freddie Mercury is singing, “Fat Bottomed Girls” on an oldContinue reading “NO BETTER PLACE TO BE”
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CASH ONLY
A sign sets you straight: It’s a cash only bar and a bottle or Red Stripe will set you back 3 bucks It’s a dank bar and most of the patrons seem to be local I hear “Hold on Loosely” on the jukebox and I’m suddenly remembering a bad 80’s comedy “Spring Break” even thoughContinue reading “CASH ONLY”
WELL REHEARSED SPONTANEITY
Well rehearsed spontaneity raucous call and response preconceived in a boardroom the parrots echo the clichés sheep cleverly herded into mass orgy of conformity https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1100486
CLEAR PATHWAY HOME
Quietly nursing a beer anxiously awaiting a cup of chili listening to two young ladies that somehow lost their way— couldn’t rent a car couldn’t get a hotel, missed a concert, had a 5 AM flight a lot of porno flicks start out like that but I’m not qualified to direct or star I comeContinue reading “CLEAR PATHWAY HOME”
RUN IN MY PANTY HOSE
It’s fairly well known that a lot of football players used to wear panty hose underneath their uniforms in colder weather. Joe Namath and the Oakland Raiders were well known offenders. Several magazines felt the need to sensationalize the issue. It made perfect sense to do so in spite the insecurities and biases of many homophobic football fans. TheContinue reading “RUN IN MY PANTY HOSE”
YOU REALLY SHOULD KNOW BETTER
You’re 57 years old You really should know better (and you do know better) but knobbly knees you go with the flow and succumb to darker angels You are old enough You really do know better yet still you make the call a shot of Rock and Rye Original Jacquins experiments in liquor and theContinue reading “YOU REALLY SHOULD KNOW BETTER”
PART OF THE PROBLEM
so I descend wishing to traverse time Hemmingway drank here with a cast of ne’er do wells, pirates and twisted characters but the color and flavor altered and diminished by tourists eyes glued to hand held devices complaints about hotel pillows irreparably destroy the mood I’m drinking craft beer out of a souvenir plastic cupContinue reading “PART OF THE PROBLEM”
PURE EVIL GENIUS
jury is hung deliberations failed debate rages on https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1101583
ZOOMIES WITHOUT COFFEE
A moment of repose eying coffee mug with imploring glance but crazy canine does zoomies without coffee don’t need more stimulation https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1125389
EGGS, BLOODY MARYS & JAZZ
There was time to kill since the next train was at 5:38AM. Fortunately, Manhattan always offered options. An all night diner or a 4:00AM bar; 24 hour deli. A favorite haunt back in the day was the Jazz Cultural Theatre on 8th Ave between 28th and 29th ST They had a residency with legendary drummerContinue reading “EGGS, BLOODY MARYS & JAZZ”