Writer by R.M. Engelhardt



“Kick at the darkness until it bleeds daylight.”~ Bruce Cockburn


You’ve fucked up the day
You’ve fucked up the universe
You’ve fucked up the world.

The words
The silence
No sense
No magic
No deposit
And no return

Where every verse is a lie
And every sentence is a truth,
Where every love is a hate
And every song is just another
Moment nostalgic memory of?

But then you got older
You got long in the tooth
With all the stereotypes,
The gray in your hair
The cigarettes and all of
Your faded glories & faded tattoos

So you sit at the bar
Alone with your drink
And you sit at the bar with all
Your stories & words, your soul
Your paper & your pen
An extinct species still living
Here on planet earth with the
Dead & all of their memories
In your heart, your head &
Beneath your feet.

But this is what it is
This is what was meant
To be.

An original cliché
Faithful til’ the end

Of the poem.


R.M. Engelhardt is a veteran poet & writer whose work over the years has appeared in many journals & magazines such as Rusty Truck, Lummox, Thunder Sandwich, 2nd Avenue Poetry, Up The River and others. His forthcoming book is called “The Bones Of Our Existence”. He currently lives in upstate NY.​ More on R.M. Engelhardt can be found via his web site here…

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