Joseph A. Pinto

barflypoet & author of dark fiction


fumes and funeral flowers


i came here

to tell you

i’ve not much longer

left to go.

it’s been an uphill ride

on fumes and the

heavens have dulled.

funny, we gaze

at the same sky

night after night;

you see stars shooting

while i, dying.

i guess i’m saying

i’m doing all i can

to crest this hill

plummet downward


cry your name from my lungs

one last time.




© Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved.

Poetry served to you raw and unedited from the moment crafted;

all poetry is older work and chosen at random unless otherwise noted.


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