I'm looking for a like-minded monster
I'm seeking a special kind of fiend
To help me scribe a history-
A story no one needs
I'm building a burning bridge
I'm telling a pointless tale
Delivering a eulogy to the gods
Screaming at the blind kids-
In Braille
I don't want to hurt the masochists
& please, god bless the damned
Donate treadmills to the paralyzed
Before the feather door is slammed
http://www.joshuafinkpoet.com/
Wednesday, January 04, 2017
Monday, June 20, 2016
Who Needs a Poet?
nobody needs a poet
we are archaic
we are obsolete
we are malfunctioning cogs in the machinery
we are disturbing the status quo
we're pissing off our girlfriends' fathers
we're underperforming at our lackluster nine-to-fives
we aim low and we land lower
but we dream in a stellar capacity
and every now and then…
we find a reality in our hearts
that the world's been waiting angrily
to listen in on
http://www.joshuafinkpoet.com/
Fabricated by Grayson Bartlett at 4:59:00 PM 1 reflections
...and then there was Grayson Bartlett
Monday, May 23, 2016
Agoraphobia
Thought there might be a reason to leave this place
Fabricated by Lilly at 8:40:00 AM 1 reflections
...and then there was Lilly
Dreaming of a woman split in two
Fabricated by Lilly at 8:33:00 AM 1 reflections
...and then there was Lilly
Robot Love Song
Fabricated by Lilly at 8:26:00 AM 1 reflections
...and then there was Lilly
Thursday, March 31, 2016
Elephants hate the circus
like Kurt Cobain hated fame
Elephants hate the circus
& the tigers aren't thrilled with it either
I'm outside the tent tonight
smoking a Camel & swigging Dimetapp
The show's about to start
& I'm signaled by the corpulent ring master
to kick on the spot lights
That hard buzzing snap that blasts the beams upon us
I'm out back with the clowns in the rain
holding a tarp over them
Bourbon & grease paint
I'm offered a bit of each
The bearded lady calls me to the trailers
for a dice game with the Daredevil & the geek
But I haven't been paid for last week
Sometimes I don't get paid for weeks on end
A felon can't complain
That's why the livestock pens are unlocked
The tigers are missing
& the elephants are just starting to rush the tent
I got six padlocks in my pocket
I roll the dice against the wet plywood
scoop the pot
Elephants hate the circus
-Joshua Fink
http://www.joshuafinkpoet.com/
Fabricated by Grayson Bartlett at 8:24:00 PM 1 reflections
...and then there was Grayson Bartlett
Wednesday, September 09, 2015
Get Going Gone
Come away with me
We'll pull up our stakes & rattle down the coastline
stop at all the greasy-spoon joints
pool our money for smokes and fun
We'll just keep going until we can't drive
anymore
I'll get some job washing dishes & making breakfast food
You can sit in the motel bed
paint your toenails
& sip rum until I get back
We'll break out the old tape deck
& play something older than us
dance in the broken light until we fall over drunk
Laughing & mad
& we'll make love in those borrowed sheets
& everything will be expendable
Paper cups and tiny soaps
& maybe while we're gone
the law will forget us
Our friends will forgive us
& some day we'll make our way home
-Joshua Fink
http://www.joshuafinkpoet.com/
Fabricated by Grayson Bartlett at 4:27:00 PM 1 reflections
...and then there was Grayson Bartlett
Monday, August 24, 2015
Any Day
Hear the song the finches sing
Hear the melodious church bells ring
Walk the concrete/Feel the cracks
Feel the warmth your spirit lacks
Hear the hustle of the street
Watch a first time couple meet
Grab a bench & watch the trains
Count the nights beneath the rain
Send a letter to yourself
Polish off your liquor shelf
Burn a message in your chest
Put on your best suit & vest
Put a record on a loop
Place your letter on the stoop
Choose a blade, some pills, or worse
Kiss goodbye your maddening curse
Say a prayer or have a smoke
Accept the promises you broke
Breath a sigh/Embrace the sorrow
Set the clock for more tomorrow
Fabricated by Grayson Bartlett at 6:39:00 PM 1 reflections
...and then there was Grayson Bartlett
Monday, April 20, 2015
Little Rooms
Fabricated by Lilly at 2:31:00 PM 1 reflections
...and then there was Lilly