Buying Drinks With Good Karma

City

—Poetry by John Grochalski, Brooklyn, NY
—Photos  by John Grochalski

 

 

top suite at the roosevelt avenue subway stop

as
the commuters
swear and stomp
and spit

walking past him
heading toward their hell

the man
sleeping on the subway steps

yawns
spreads his arms wide

then turns over
like he’s sleeping

at the st. regis
or the times square marriott.

 

 

 

 Dirty Rain

saturday, walking
in the freezing rain

my heart
is shattered

as the tears fall
to the cracked pavement

i think
only art
knows my truth

and how even that’s
a goddamned lie.

 

 

 

Trash

spider

today
i didn’t kill a spider

instead
i put it in a plastic cup
and set it free outside

so that tonight
at the bar

i can buy
all of my drinks

with good karma.

 

 

 

Street Toilet

capitalist poem 3

the shithouse sighs
of crazed men

who lock themselves
inside of public restrooms
for their own lunatic eternities

remember that america has failed them

and don’t think
for a second

that it won’t fail you too.

 

 

 

 Half Full

nirvana

to not be able
to remember the tragedy of birth

to not be concerned or afraid
of the comedy of death

and to blissfully be able to ignore

all of the bullshit
they put us through
in between.

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Today’s LittleNip:

Cities, like dreams, are made of desires and fears, even if the thread of their discourse is secret, their rules are absurd, their perspectives deceitful, and everything conceals something else.
 
―Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities

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—Medusa, thanking John Grochalski for his return to the Kitchen this morning, brining us his fine poetry!

 

 

 

 

Edinburgh in the Rain

—Public Domain Photo

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Louise Moises will read at
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