We're the Ezine dedicated to all things barroom. We are slightly off what others consider the norm and always the last to close the bar. If you prefer the local dive bar to the glitz of some overpriced club then you're our kind of people. So welcome grab a drink and enjoy.
Saturday, December 15, 2018
END TIMES. by R.M. Engelhardt
Waitin for the resurrection
The bartender pours me
Another drink
A guy who looks
Like Jesus walks
Into the bar
The punch line
Gets lost in translation
He calls me a cab
And then mysteriously
Disappears
The end
R.M. Engelhardt is an author, poet & writer whose work over the years has appeared in many journals & magazines such as Rusty Truck, Thunder Sandwich, Full of Crow, In Between Hangovers, Writers Resist and in many others. His new book of poetry is called " Coffee Ass Blues & Other Poems" published by Alien Buddha Press (2018) . He is also the host of The Troy Poetry Mission, an open mic for poets located in Troy, NY.
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