Wednesday, September 26, 2018

He Couldn’t Knock A Sick Whore Off A Pisspot. by Jason Baldinger



Jimmy says the pill they’re giving him
kills his voice, wears him out
he’s lost twenty pounds
wobbles on a limp
as we walk to our cars

Jimmy says you gotta believe
every word of what you write
you gotta get up there and read
with your bones hanging out

if you write a boxing poem
you gotta talk like a boxer
you can’t say his punch was weak
you say he couldn’t knock a sick
whore off a pisspot

Jimmy says he wants me to do a reading
he says he’s gotta a lotta readings
a lotta plans he wants to get in
it’s the third time I remember him
speaking about time, each time a little
less cocky, a little more worried
this time it sounds like a plea




Jason Baldinger is a poet hailing from Pittsburgh and recently finished a stint as writer in residence at the Osage Arts Community. He’s the author of several books, the most recent are This Useless Beauty (Alien Buddha Press), The Ugly Side of the Lake (Night Ballet Press) written with John Dorsey and the chaplet Fumbles Revelations (Grackle and Crow) which are available now. The collection Fragments of a Rainy Season (Six Gallery Press) and the split book with James Benger Little Fires Hiding (Spartan Press) are forthcoming. Recent publications include the Low Ghost Anthology Unconditional Surrender, The Dope Fiend Daily, Outlaw Poetry, Uppagus, Lilliput Review, Rusty Truck, Dirtbag Review, In Between Hangovers, Your One Phone Call, Winedrunk Sidewalk, Anti-Heroin Chic, Nerve Cowboy Concrete Meat Press, Zombie Logic Press, Ramingo’s Porch, Blue Mountain Review, Red Fez, Blue Hour Review and Heartland! Poetry of Love, Solidarity and Resistance. You can hear Jason read poems on recent and forthcoming releases by Theremonster and Sub Pop Recording artist The Gotobeds as well as at jasonbaldinger.bandcamp.com

1 comment:

  1. I dig it...
    "you gotta get up there and read
    with your bones hanging out"

    ReplyDelete

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