i share with you something brand new:
minneapolis
somewhere they are marching
from hoarse throats a strobe
red and blue they vomit
into streets barren of sense
and sensibilities the bane
of ignorance far too long
cathedrals house the flame
while departed the souls
lift the voices they lack
cadence rousing ancestors
from soil unsettled
siblings perish while we, bleed
and who, implores angels
consoles His image?
#barflypoet
#josephapinto
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…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.
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