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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