Joseph A. Pinto

barflypoet & author of dark fiction

Hand Poised On Knob You’ve had your bags packed For a very long time No chance to think it over Just grabbed your essentials Essentially you’re gone. But still you remain For what or why You’re not sure yourself And that’s the problem, isn’t it? And that’s a problem Isn’t it? Remaining behind the door …

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Complete I‘ll take what’s left of you And reassemble your pieces No need for glue No use for twine For you’re perfect broken Shattered Pieces long gone. I’ll lay you across the table, my jigsaw. The sum of your parts Telling a story Filled with gaping holes That make perfect sense Only for me. Copyright …

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Treason (acoustic guitar)   My words they’ve been swept away Feeling much the castaway If only I could bring back yesterday now, It’s all treason It’s all treason Your eyes blaze like July. Still there’s nothing I remember Of your cold heart December Such subtleties whispering goodbye. My thoughts they’ve been led astray Searching for …

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I won my six-figure deal last week. My contract signed inside my daughter’s preschool classroom of all places.  Her teacher asked if I would participate in Read Across America week, and I agreed.  It was a tough crowd; preschoolers know what they want and when they want it.  Straight shooters, these preschoolers.  Rougher and more …

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Thanksgiving is nearly here, & I hope everyone has a safe & happy day.  Please take time to reflect on the individuals & families that may not have one this season, whether as a result of that cruel disease known as homelessness, or as a direct result of Hurricane Sandy here in the tri-state area. …

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