Joseph A. Pinto

barflypoet & author of dark fiction


death before our time


i never wished to bury you

not even as i sang your funeral hymn

it became all too apparent

that you needed out of your misery


a mercy killing

the humane thing to do

though i questioned my judgment

as dirt filled your throat.


i wanted you forever;

still do—your ghost provides comfort

on days i am lost and the grace

of your soft touch still lingers

atop my skin.


all i have left

this mound of dirt i have dug;

your voice fills these death chambers—

a reminder of things once





© Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved.

 …poetry handcrafted from the inside of bars …


my poetry collection ‘A Distilled Spirit: pained prose from a bar,’ is available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble.

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2 thoughts on “death before our time

  1. Profound, beautifully poetic.
    This one is one of your best.

    1. Joseph Pinto says:

      thank you kindly, Andrew!

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