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Kingdom Come by Charlie Robert

Rural Route Three.Billboards.Debris.This is God’s Green EarthWhere Hope applied And got denied.Where teenage brides Watch children rideHand-me-down bikes inHand-me-down clothes.Heads down riding fast pastBoarded up houses.Past lives and Past spouses.Windows. Staple-gunned in plastic.Doors. Ripped from hinges.RacoonIn the cupboard.SnakeIn the sink.Sparrows.Scraping the ceilings. Beating their wings in silence. *previously published in The Orchards Poetry Journal Continue reading Kingdom Come by Charlie Robert

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Speed Dating at the Kama Sutra Rest Home and Bar by Charlie Robert

Yoga Class.Tights.Ass.Glad We GotOur Senior Pass.(Glad We BroughtSome Extra Cash)NamasteYou Stunning Thing.Let Me SeeYour Luscious Bling.Let Me BeYour Silver Fox.Your Downward Dog’sA Paradox.Still Your Breath.Strike A Pose.Decompress.Decompose.Take Your Time.Mind Your Pace.Your Maker’s OutIn Outer Space.Creating.X-Ray Ting.Speed Dating.At The Kama Sutra Rest HomeAnd Bar. Continue reading Speed Dating at the Kama Sutra Rest Home and Bar by Charlie Robert

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Don’t Eat the Blowfish by Charlie Robert

Tastes like chicken but like everything else it’s not.The liver is Nagasaki.The lungs Hiroshima or Jesse James andDear Old Death comes to us all butthe quiver is fantastic.Like lips full of bees.Like a bucket of glue and no one but you.Hey Toshi! It’s Number One on the Hit Parade!Who cares that The Deal is about to go down the Crapper.Or that we may have to … Continue reading Don’t Eat the Blowfish by Charlie Robert

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The Boom Boom Room by Charlie Robert

There’s A Room In The Back.It’s The One That Prints Jack.The One That’sFront Loaded.The OneSugar Coated.Take The ForkIn The Road.Take Your PainÀ La Mode.Take Your CueFrom Your Gods.Get What’s Due.Play The Odds.There Are Rooms.Boom Boom Rooms.Fancy TombsFull Of Flesh.Fancy Rooms.Fancy Guests.Pray They’re Dark.Pray For Peace.Find Your Self.Seek Release.There Are Rooms.Boom Boom Rooms.Barbed With Lips.Ruby Red.Legs And Hips.Living Dead. Continue reading The Boom Boom Room by Charlie Robert

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News at Ten by Charlie Robert

Free Guns.Amen.Free Will.No Go.Road Kill.Road Show.Play Fast.And Loose.Get Cooked.By Your Goose.Get Goosed.By The Cook.Sucker Punch.Captain Hook.There Are Gods.In The Sky.Captain Crunch.Captain Bligh.GI Joe.Barbie Too.Hardy Boys.Nancy Drew.There Are Guns.On The Street.There Are Guns.Made Of Meat.There Are Guns.Painted Red.There Are Guns.In Your Head.There Are Gods.Posting Likes.Fully Clawed.Out Of Sight.Firing Squad.Do It Right.Please Applaud.Say Goodnight.There Is Love.In The Air.There Is Love.Underwear.There Is Lust.Angel Dust.Take Your Time.Earn Their Trust.News … Continue reading News at Ten by Charlie Robert

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Hot by Charlie Robert

Like A Loaded Nun.HotLike Your Cinnabon.Hot.Like The Midnight Heat.Hot.Like A Piece Of Meat.There Are Chances.That We Take.Cheap Romances.That We Fake.There Are Moments.That Are Real.Moments.We Appeal.Hot.Like Our Time On Earth.Hot.Like The Virgin Birth.Hot.Like The Devil’s Coat.Hot.Like The Shit You Smoked.There Are Lessons.That We Learn.Blessings.That We Burn.There Are Angels.That Bite.There Is Darkness.Light. Hot. Continue reading Hot by Charlie Robert

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