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Real eyes realize real lies words of would be prophets recklessly etched on shirt an unspoken truth nonchalantly displayed like a poet seeking truth https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1099533

I always dig the old barspaint peeling; names etched on the stools; floors chipped over time and time, we never have enough    and yet there’s always time to kill I can while away minutes and then hours softly sipping or chugging the bath  room wall will alert me who to call for a real goodContinue reading “GUILT FREE ENVIRONMENT”

This song never gets old But your conversation does. “This song never gets old.” I hear you telling the person  on your other side. We’re listening to “Can’t You See” and an old fogey has to ruin it with the standard old fogey complaint: “This song is a classic. Everything new sucks.   It’s all forgettable.”Continue reading “OLD FOGEYS”

Occupy your own soul Take ownership of your life to live freely and happily the world may not cooperate but make the choices you can find the joy you deserve https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1101395 AMERICAN ZEN KOANS: Schaefer, George: 9798809062107: Amazon.com: Books

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”

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 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

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”

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”

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”