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JUNIOR’S SLIPPING GRADES

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”

GRAVEYARD SHIFT FRY COOK

The truck driver used to saunter in 3:00 am cheerful but jonesing for coffee to chase the eggs and bacon He had multiple refills and seemed oblivious to the random drunks stumbling in for past closing time munchies a young couple feuding over something or probably nothing but we’re all condemned to listen to theContinue reading “GRAVEYARD SHIFT FRY COOK”

UNDETERRED

I could whine about Ginsberg or Rupi Kaur or the general state of the universe and it would be hollow complaint falling on deaf ears waiting to dismiss me waiting to tell me I’m nothing compared to Corso or Dunbar or Dickenson or any other poet my run on sentences paraded publicly as profound verseContinue reading “UNDETERRED”

EUPHORIC GIGGLE

Eyes focused straight ahead I am seeing some silver linings on this road I travel occasional hints of gold and thus the euphoric giggle truly reflects current state of mind https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1090938

I COME FROM PHILADELPHIA

I didn’t come from church I come from Philadelphia I come for a show I come to get high to wreak havoc on the streets a poet of delusion a poet of confusion a reading of Beats never dying reading NYC, NY, USA dying of poetry; drunk smoke herb hashish stoned mind pure hope thoughtContinue reading “I COME FROM PHILADELPHIA”

INNER PEACE

In my dream I hear a sweet melody and I begin to discern the lyrics to “Come As You Are.” I’m compelled to follow the sounds and move closer I Keep thinking after 25 years I’m gonna see Kurt again and I draw closer and I notice the voice it doesn’t sound like Kurt andContinue reading “INNER PEACE”

PHOTO BOMBING SON OF A FEMALE DOG

So I just wanted a good picture with my dog. I figured it would be great for the non-existent Christmas cards. Of course, I have a dog that likes to photo bomb. We never get the good picture because he always jumps in front of me with his glorious snout. Always jumping gun mucking up the picture frameContinue reading “PHOTO BOMBING SON OF A FEMALE DOG”

GIGGITY GIGGITY BLUE

She kicks higher than Emma Peel it’s true Back flips, leaps off the ropes winning matches too Donning little micro trunks Elicits response from punks Calling out Giggity giggity blue https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1120048

GATEKEEPERS

I owe nothing to the gatekeepers of poetry those self appointed self important twits who took it upon their own slender shoulders to dictate the world of poetry for all the rest of us rubes I owe nothing to the gatekeepers of poetry who infect the pure spirit of the bountiful human well who tryContinue reading “GATEKEEPERS”

MS. PAC-MAN OR LAUNDRY

A Ms. Pac-man stands off in a corner near the Men’s Room there’s very little dust no doubt a few mid timers (not to be confused with old timers) still enjoy the game I could play a game or two The machine still takes quarters and I have a few quarters sitting in my pocketContinue reading “MS. PAC-MAN OR LAUNDRY”