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Monday morning brain Boomtown rats on radio sing a famous song ever so fucking cliché we repeat like something new https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1117123

You finish up a poetry reading at a coffee shop in West Philly.  You feel you missed your mark on your performance.  Things were a little off.  Well, those are the breaks that we have to live with.  Voice was weak and hesitant.  You would think the extra strong coffee would cut the lethargy butContinue reading “UBER VS. TROLLEY”

I was always a defensive player so my mindset was always focused on brutalizing the sissy skill position players.  I had that mindset of a linebacker.  One year, I had a bloody nose that lasted the entire season.  Every practice, every game, the wound would get opened up.  It was awesome.  I would be in the defensive huddle with bloodContinue reading “LINEBACKER WITH A POET’S SOUL”

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”

Statue of James Joyce outside the Dublin pub sitting next to bench inebriated chatter ensued from the earnest drunks https://www.postpoems.org/authors/fuche_bu/poem/1074186

Having a chat with someone about getting old I hear him declaring “I don’t like hangovers anymore.” And the thought triggered, “Did you ever really like them?” It just seemed like such an odd comment to me I simply have to ask so I query, :Did you ever really like them at any point inContinue reading “OCCUPATIONAL HAZARD OF A BUKOWSKI WANNABE”

School burning down molten lava spewing thru melting desk and book I rescued Boo-Boo childhood teddy bear leave classmates to die https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1115109

Don’t hold grudges bitterness ages so poorly crushing weight ripping your own soul https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1114992

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”