Joseph A. Pinto

barflypoet & author of dark fiction




lose ourselves in sand

i’ll choke on the smoke

of your cigarettes;

they smell better than you look


you’ll flinch

at my bad jokes;


we both know we’re bad

for each other’s health.


the currents have given us

more than we can handle

yet high tide can’t seem

to wash either of us away.





© 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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