spinnin’ the greatest hits from the barflypoet yesterday and today! #tbt conundrum the conundrum is not my place in this world, you say but my standing— so tired of the vacuum between myself and anyone the universe delivers to me, so tired of the ships that have sailed their port. …
i’m entitled the man asked why do you look so worn? money my daughter’s future my never-ending pain my existence taken with a grain of salt and i am so overlooked. the man shrugged your problems are no different from anyone else. you motherfucker can’t my worries be mine? can’t …
catholic upbringings lift your gaze to the steeple your guilt lasts only long enough until you run once more from the reach of your almighty. #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. …poetry handcrafted from the inside of bars… my newest poetry collection ‘Scotch and Scars’ is …
november in chicago (thru the thick and thin) and like the boughs we are stripped of our flesh in a hurry of colors; the north wind does not tolerate secrets nor does it allow the preservation of our dna under layers; we have lost daylight savings losing that savior of selves while our …
don’t let them into your head she took me apart rearranged me her creative interpretation; i had never been left more fucked up. #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. …poetry handcrafted from the inside of bars… my newest poetry collection ‘Scotch and Scars’ is now …
a poem for my daughter altar it’s the quiet way your grace shines through that drops me to my knees you, my altar all the religion i need. #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. …poetry handcrafted from the inside of bars… my newest poetry collection …
spinnin’ the greatest hits from the barflypoet yesterday and today! #tbt entertained you’re so cute huddled in the corner an intimate secret for the world to see fingers massaging flesh masterful performances judging by the way the eyes roll (my eyes roll) i can’t help but think you’re both as shallow …
epidural pain free in my spine for the first time in years what a strange existence in which to wake though my heart and head are no less vindicated. #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. …poetry handcrafted from the inside of bars… my newest poetry …
banalities repelled our lips turn unfamiliar a thousand contradictions despite the smiles an axiom birthed reconstructed and blue; warned we were of this indefinable sense of decomposition now here we are reduced to simplified semblances of self. #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. …poetry handcrafted from the inside …
beyond us watch nature closely; animals are far more compassionate than humans could ever hope to be. #barflypoet #josephapinto © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. …poetry handcrafted from the inside of bars… my newest poetry collection ‘Scotch and Scars’ is now available in paperback and Kindle ebook at …
