You look forward to it all morning. But first you must go into Wawa and procure your turkey and Swiss hoagie. You make sure the hot peppers are in a container to the side. As a matter of honor, you get both regular hot peppers and Jalapeno peppers. Then you exit the store and set up shop. Your effects canContinue reading “TRASH TALKING CONVENIENCE STORES”
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MICRO BRAWLERS
So now I am the proud owner of an Abdullah the Butcher micro brawler. I’m sure many will question why a grown man needs to own such a toy. They tell me that it’s a child’s toy but it did seem like something that would make my life just a little bit less oppressive. Can’t I be youngContinue reading “MICRO BRAWLERS”
DEMOCRACY! WHISKEY! SEXY!
America! Democracy! Whiskey! Sexy!Oh my, Democracy to elect inept candidateswith the Haliburton Seal of Approval. Whiskey–We’ll toss down shots of diluted J.D.to celebrate our newfound freedom. Sexy–well the whiskey should make it appear that way. Coda to D.W.S. Fuck the Democracy!The whiskey told me soand I still don’t feel very sexy. https://www.postpoems.org/authors/fuche_bu/poem/1060741
NAKED GUY
You’re just trying to have a good time enjoying the music. They tell you that all the crazies like to congregate on the field in a quasi mosh pit of sweat and flesh. A few of the crazy manage to work their way up to the nosebleed section to shatter your tranquil peace. Hey, you’re at Citi FieldContinue reading “NAKED GUY”
POET SLAP FIGHTS AND ASS KISSING
We are getting snippy and contentious anymore. It doesn’t seem like anyone can have any fun anymore. So we have poets declaring on their posts that ass kissing doesn’t belong in poetry. Hmmm, I initially misread the post and thought he wrote ass kicking. I was thinking to myself that I can see room for both. Sometimes you do haveContinue reading “POET SLAP FIGHTS AND ASS KISSING”
STREETWALKER
She was a street walker by all accounts She had a plastic rose pitifully shedding petals proudly adorned in her hair But she did have moxie and an awareness of diners At her recommendation I found an old school diner serving greasy breakfast fair As it was only fair and I alone to boot IContinue reading “STREETWALKER”
ASSHOLES AND BITCHES NEED NOT APPLY
As I waltz through my life whiling away hours, weeks, years & even decades I never found a shortage of certain undesirable sorts. There seems to be an asshole lurking under every rock & a bitch to be found around any old corner. The cretins aren’t coming. They’re already here They appear out of theContinue reading “ASSHOLES AND BITCHES NEED NOT APPLY”
ENOUGH CLICHÉ
Enough cliché for you an old Aerosmith gem blares on the loudspeaker drunkard rocking on bar stool leaning over to kiss girlfriend— kisses the floor instead. https://www.postpoems.org/authors/fuche_bu/poem/1081244 JUST WHEN YOU THOUGHT IT WAS SAFE TO DO POETRY AGAIN: Schaefer, George: 9798449725561: Amazon.com: Books