Joseph A. Pinto

barflypoet & author of dark fiction


after months of not crafting any new poetry, i finally broke the dry spell.

two weeks ago, i started writing again and because of our pandemic ridden world, did so atop my front steps.

perhaps i shall be known as the ‘housefly poet’ for awhile.

regardless, i am writing again.

and with drinks in hand…


i share with you something brand new:


rust to something louder


and so after all these months

i grip spade and grave rob the tomb

my old haunts have moved on

still fervor rattles the bones

marvel, will you

over my state of preservation

a cold corpse yet done dying

decayed lips yet done lying

aren’t we taught truth

comes from the heart

my veracities boxed now

atop another’s shelf.


you thought i’d be dust and powder.


i’ve evolved from rust to something louder

than you could ever comprehend.




© Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved.

 …poetry handcrafted from the inside of bars (and atop front steps) …


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

want this poem in audible form? follow me on instagram: joseph_a_pinto

9 thoughts on “rust to something louder

      1. Keep it up, Joe. Great energy that is so needed now. Both/and …not either or.

      2. Joseph Pinto says:

        i’m keepin’! lol 😉

  1. Susi Bocks says:

    This is brilliant, Joe!

    1. Joseph Pinto says:

      thanks SO much, Susi! 🙂 xo

      1. Susi Bocks says:

        You are very welcome, Joe! 🙂

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