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A jaded old bard pounds a shot of J.D. and mocks an idealistic young troubadour.  “So just how many beers must one man drink before he’s allowed to pass out?” The bartender chuckles at the joke.  The young troubadour debates if Jesus will ever forgive these sins.  Loose leaf papers holding his poems gets blown away in theContinue reading “WHEN CHARLES BUKOWSKI MET BOB DYLAN”

I’m just enjoying a cocktail when the party enters Mixed drinks and shots being ordered in abundance. A few of them already well on their way suddenly a quiet drink exceeds 100 decibels The bartender wants to know which fool is getting hitched. The fool—or groom to be— gets rewarded with a free shot IContinue reading “BACHELOR PARTY”

The bar’s empty but they’re open.  I manage to get a beer and look around at the exotic décor.  It’s a mix of new age Asian and early dive.  I learn they have a city wide special that entails a PBR pounder and a shot of Maker’s Mark.  They also do a variation  that includes a can of Tecaté withContinue reading “LOVELY MELITA”

Her in a tight black miniskirt hugging her hourglass figure me, scraggly unshaven face reading a poem about a radical armchair my tie dyed shirt is faded and oversized even on my expanding belly She tilts her head as though examining my every word Her eyes are blue leaving temptation for comparisons to sky orContinue reading “TIGHT BLACK MINISKIRT”

The assignment was to place Huckleberry Finn in modern day New York and write a short story.  I was a high school kid in the 80s and only spent a few field trips in New York.  Of course, I watched many TV shows and I did have my imagination.  Mr. V didn’t cotton to me.  I was aContinue reading “BEASTLY BUT BEAUTIFUL (flash fiction(?))”

My voice cries out a word weary eyes tainted with speckled vision blithering obscene odes to Isis The unholy worship of life and death cloaked in perpetual fog of disrespect and welted orgasms AMERICAN ZEN KOANS: Schaefer, George: 9798809062107: Amazon.com: Books https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1086410

I could not find you,      my dear You were hiding behind Cleopatra’s Needle in Central Park      and I, um— I was looking for you along Belmont Plateau in Fairmount Park in Philly And my vision not being bionic or X-ray was unable to detect      your presence or lack thereof https://www.postpoems.org/authors/fuche_bu/poem/1074085 THRU PERIPHERAL VISION: Schaefer, GeorgeContinue reading “ANOTHER MISCONNECTION”

It can be really intense when you take acid and I’m not talking about fake shit.  I mean reality and real intensity.  There was one time when I dosed with a few friends.  It was good liquid about 250 mikes a hit.  I indulged in two hits. We were restless so someone go the bright idea to cruise overContinue reading “THE ELECTRIC JIMMY SWAGGART ACID TEST”

You can lie to me.  That’s okay.  I’ll probably figure it out and no one will really get hurt.  But you keep lying to yourself and that’s really an emotional and psychic cancer.  But like a portrait of Dorian Gray in the attic, you’ll keep the deterioration hidden from view.  You know the cancer is spreading but it isn’t visibleContinue reading “YOU CAN LIE TO ME”

A little doggie named Duder Growling loudly at intruder They can give him a snack So he wouldn’t attack The intrusion now less ruder https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1101154 AMERICAN ZEN KOANS: Schaefer, George: 9798809062107: Amazon.com: Books