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"barstools" poems

33 poems containing "barstools"

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the thursday nunIt was not, by any means, a loss of faith; / Indeed, her devotion was a boundless, unfettered thing

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Needles and SinShe was a carefree soul / in an uptight world / Just trying to fit in. / Looking for love / in all t

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flighti marinade my fingers, / banana pepper juice, hot wing sauce, sriracha, / i beg you to come close en

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Dreaming of the World Court"They're selling postcards of the hanging" Bob Dylan / Frolicking in the Hague festooned / as if som

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Suicide AddictionOn barstools, people drone on endlessly / about meditation and yoga and hot yoga / or cold jogging,

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Sneering spectatorsI no longer mind / the laughter of people, / leaves falling, / sun rising— / all is destitution, / s

@sansara-justinovich57

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i spit metaphorsi spit metaphors / and stumble to my knees, / i wipe similes from my lips / like blood and teeth. /

@philip-finch20

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Wagon BoundFriday, I am going to do something very difficult / I do not want to be Charles Bukowski anymore / T

@matthew-p-beron29

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wunderbarMeticulously maintaining / Impossibly feigned nonchalance, / Toying the cigarette ever so slightly /

@imperfect-visage23

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There is, in the library, quite a viewThere is a wooden window, circular / above a roses-in-ink embroidered couch / that complements and c

@cyril-blythe29

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work for payso scream you / from rooftops and sidewalks / to barstools in dark rooms / the last pleas of a broke

@victor-thorn16

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Good EnoughI / A scream scares the day away and makes the night a dark eternity. / Mating calls lurching behind

@adrian-asher40

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night outA reflection / of melted mascara, / glazed eyes, / and motorcycle hair / in the bathroom mirror / re

@courtney-pruitt13

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Drinking GamesWe sit down / At the Bar / You remark on / My posture / We order / Your favorite / Jack and / Coke /

@Nicolette-Avery210

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Machismo MurderedWounded men at barstools / turn and watch her walk away / they try to play it cool / but their blood

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This Issmiling at myself / stretching the skin / across the skull it covers. / I would erase you / but then

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Just another 2am DrunkIt's that good one / That really good one / That plucks heaven / From scripture / And barstools jesu

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Bad Day at the Deep Pool Bar7 men walk into Deep Pool / an outlaw motorcycle club / the man in the red leather jacket / stood wi

@guy-scutellaro56

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Troy Would Be Disappointed NelehSeasons fall short as she celebrates wine and rejoices in its carnage. / Logistically speaking, we w

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The Red SweaterShe walked into the dark dreary bar, / wondering if she should turn back, run to her car... / Smoke

@GailForceWinds23

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Choked Upon (Love and Satisfaction)Those beautiful tendrils of smoke / that halo the heads of the regular / joes; their asses weighing

@jay-claywell67

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ImmortalWe write late into the night, / words carved from barstools, conversations, and car drives. / Words

@TonguesOfOthers19

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UntitledI vaguely remember us on the edge of a canal / Fists clenched, holding the night sky / Standing, scr

@zakiy-zakaria15

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