Poetry: Charlie Robert
by Charlie Robert
Rural Route Three.
Take Sominex Tonight
has been spackled to white.
Our Projectionist still working wonders.
Three bucks a car with two in the trunk and
the Stabbing Scenes soon shall begin.
Fear not Brave Souls.
Tomorrow’s Church Basement and Bingo.
X’s and O’s and a shot at Redemption.
Near Hoppers Pines
A metal sky.
Someone put them there.
Whose words told them it was now?
12:10 to Lyon
Squared in fields.
Pinned by light.
Hoping they are milk.
How now Mr. Tao.
How is life outside the Now?
Is our Bourbon still your drink?
Has your Glock gone on the blink with
Bling and Bang on every corner and
Sex a Friend and Sex a Foreigner.
How now Mr. Tao.
How is life without the Now?
I am alert as a Warrior in enemy territory.
Your dogs refuse their bones and give you the finger.
A Coopers Hawk attacks you and wins.
Someone new gives you the wrong pill.
Your ambulance faces the North South Wind and is late.
Satan stockpiles bullies to kick your ass.
Up in the sky the Gods sip whiskey and study the odds.
Charlie Robert is a writer and poet living in Silicon Valley. His work is Punchy. Stark. Filled with creatures close to the earth. He has been published in various Literary Journals and Anthologies and currently is working on new collections of original poems and chapbooks.
9/4/2021 06:07:08 pm
I really like Mr. Tao! Great work.
9/6/2021 12:31:37 pm
Always a pleasure to read. The rapid pace conveys both anticipation and some small hint of urgency.
9/6/2021 03:10:21 pm
Up in the sky, the Gods sip whiskey and study the odds....
9/7/2021 01:33:38 pm
Like a swift kick in the butt, Charlie delivers his lines with force and a whole lot of insight!
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