bob beers 12h
I mean, come on,
it makes me feel so good
so present
a gift wrapped

so dream-like
so real

so pleasurable
no wish
for elsewhere
or something

stress, tension
dissolve, vanish
the fervor
the flame

touching here
tasting there
becoming one

I mean, come on.
bob beers Jun 21
I plan for the future
but in all honesty
my life has unfolded
like some unforeseen
magic trick.
bob beers Jun 7
I wish I had it.
Instead my words grind
in a windmill built on a dike
in Amsterdam.
They grind and grind
far, far, far from here
near the sea of flowing words
swimming freestyle
to flowing hearts
flowing minds.

Not jealous, mind you,
more like knowing
I'm a grinder grinding
all the while admiring
the soulful flowing words
scribed by the best of you.
  Jun 3 bob beers
Who am I
to deserve such sights,
to witness this splendor?

Thank you for trusting me
with this color, this light.

Thank you for reminding me
what lives behind the dark.

Whoever, wherever,
whatever you are.
bob beers May 5
We slammed into a bag
one at a time.

Suppose I hit hardest
made varsity Sophomore year.

Pumped iron all summer.
Bulked up to 148 pounds.

First day of practice
coach shaved my head.

It was a time hair didn't
flow out your helmet.

Bubblegum was a penny and
my dick would stay hard.
bob beers May 1
poets come.
Finish inside me.
Swim in me.
Taste me. From
7 to eleven
slurp me
in the convenience store
where some
wrestle to buy
this or that
I remain
gift wrapped

for your
good stuff.
bob beers Apr 18
Leaves the gate unlocked.
No need to knock.
No need to make a payment
on the hood of her car
for when the curtain's drawn


and there on the kitchen counter
a cocktail waiting
for consumption
on an island coaster
made of bamboo.

From the backroom
she calls over Marley's
No Woman No Cry
come here, baby.
And I do.
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