
Hosted by Joseph Pinto · EN

i am nothing but misplaced hope. ‘where gone summer’ firecracker mouth thinks it’s julythe heat, one syllabic meltand the bleat, bang bang misplaced hope in a waffle conecrumbled into a tree that diedrolled a joint i can’t smokefell out the window on east 54th now like a litterbug dropping christmas lightsjoy comes tangled and unpluggedbut sants loves me more than jesusone delivers one don’t snowman inflatables depreciate under eyesif mistletoe hung kiss me therei’m told i taste of sulfur and silenceconfession my feet never soaked summer’s saltholidays roll faster year by yearno fucks given wrapped ribbonly should i hear before the sleighmy roof’s collapsingunder weight adults sayis imaginary. *#barflypoet#josephapinto© Joseph A. Pinto*'Dead Bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.*instagram at joseph_a_pinto*https://www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto *subscribe to the ‘Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet’ YouTube channel https://tinyurl.com/y2stm5ms

a winning hand. ‘casino 1:46 am’ i’ve drunk myselfinto an oblivionthe kind of whichthat spins the worldwhile you stumblestanding still. *#barflypoet#josephapinto© Joseph A. Pinto*'Dead Bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.*instagram at joseph_a_pinto*https://www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto *subscribe to the ‘Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet’ YouTube channel https://tinyurl.com/y2stm5ms

after awhile you don’t feel the blows… ‘when i get home’ dreaming of uttered exclamationsjoyful breaths across my neck instead i hear your baptized insistencevolley from an old war echoing across the knoll.the chest no longer bloomsthough alive with booted movementsolemn unacceptabilities marching in a cadence led straight to slaughter;and in another breath like a lifetimei find beneath my lids an indefinable shame i’ve clutched for far too long.*#barflypoet#josephapinto© Joseph A. Pinto*'Dead Bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.*instagram at joseph_a_pinto*https://www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto *subscribe to the ‘Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet’ YouTube channel https://tinyurl.com/y2stm5ms

in need of an anchor, i found what sunk me… ‘the dubious monster’ a few points raised by the unhappy mistressas her blue eyes shoneso cerebral in their collapse:it’s a shameful ruin,the dubious monster,whose death escapes within its very arms. gently i reached into my pocketand between silence and dreamchose a purpled palm of light. so i see.returning the sameas you gave.a vast nothing. her tongue fixed on the faithful echoof what she wished to be,but wasn’t.circumstance is like a stream,carrying you awayinto a larger body, waiting.no expression betrayed us;we are who we are. there is something so degradingto be found in darknessbut like water, it cleanses.her hand like bleeding silkdismissed meand with considerable efforti pulled what remained of meback between my arms. *#barflypoet#josephapinto© Joseph A. Pinto*'Dead Bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.*instagram at joseph_a_pinto*https://www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto *subscribe to the ‘Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet’ YouTube channel https://tinyurl.com/y2stm5ms

go ahead. underestimate the quiet ones. ‘back off’ got a scotch in one hand. a bad attitude in the other. *#barflypoet#josephapinto© Joseph A. Pinto*'Dead Bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.*instagram at joseph_a_pinto*https://www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto *subscribe to the ‘Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet’ YouTube channel https://tinyurl.com/y2stm5ms

all of me, nothing but shadow… ‘worthy’ my expression, nothing that isworthy of a beautiful breath;these days displeasure crosses meas most women i have loved,locked under the furrow of my broweyes each a shuttered house i live as a candle blown out—a statement to which no responsewill ever materialize,unfazed even by the splintered corkspoiling bottle,penciled figure awaiting color, a silent star from which hopeperpetually collapses.*#barflypoet#josephapinto© Joseph A. Pinto*'Dead Bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.*instagram at joseph_a_pinto*https://www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto *subscribe to the ‘Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet’ YouTube channel https://tinyurl.com/y2stm5ms

you claim it’s communication. i beg to differ. ‘unconditional coldness’ objections like leaves fallfrom mouths unconscious droughtspestilent assemblages of air,swirlingintention prohibited our feet gifting unconditional coldness. *#barflypoet#josephapinto© Joseph A. Pinto*'Dead Bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.*instagram at joseph_a_pinto*https://www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto *subscribe to the ‘Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet’ YouTube channel https://tinyurl.com/y2stm5ms

i can’t take it anymore. ‘taking’ the drive is mundanethe scenery is mundane— he takes the trash pail from the drivewayshe takes mail from the boxthe dog takes a shit on the grassthe family takes the walk and takes the shit from the lawnhe takes time from the neighborshe takes heavy bags to the dooreveryone is taking somethingfrom everyone somewhere. you take it all in. *#barflypoet#josephapinto© Joseph A. Pinto*'Dead Bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.*instagram at joseph_a_pinto*https://www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto *subscribe to the ‘Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet’ YouTube channel https://tinyurl.com/y2stm5ms

smooth. she’s so smooth… ‘she walks’ she walks with summer's swoon, breeze at her backregal considerations alwayson her tongue and you would certainly fall in line behind her, mesmerizedby the cadence of her stilettos alone;alone, she thinks.she rips the cigarette from her mouth and crushes it against the sidewalk, stained red from an unloved mouth. *#barflypoet#josephapinto© Joseph A. Pinto*'Dead Bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.*instagram at joseph_a_pinto*https://www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto *subscribe to the ‘Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet’ YouTube channel https://tinyurl.com/y2stm5ms

concluding shameless book promotion time from my 2020 collection ‘scotch & scars!’ what is said when nothing is said at all? how could a vacant look carry so much weight..? ‘scotch & scars’ is available on amazon for your reading pleasure. if you enjoy it, please indulge me the favor of a review. today’s selection is: ‘scotch and scars’ in the lonely you’ll find meshuffling in come boneseyes congealed with secretscontained from spilling lips sewnsave corners there the mouth partsawaiting counsellor’s twist of capspilled not poured we drink allour scotch and scarsfilling glasses, raising fleshto the brim. *#barflypoet#josephapinto© Joseph A. Pinto*'Dead Bird,' 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon.*instagram at joseph_a_pinto*https://www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto *subscribe to the ‘Joseph Pinto, the barflypoet’ YouTube channel https://tinyurl.com/y2stm5ms