bart solarczyk

 

Drinking Beer With Stoney

Fat cat slumped
like grandma's potatoes

sacking on
my easy chair

oh feline lump
of buddha

we're not worthy
but never

too drunk
to learn.

 

Gunner
  (for Bunna)

Gunner's on life support
& on the way out

dreaming of the things
he's never had

he coughs up a tube
shits the bed & dies

the night nurse says
his last word was Nancy.

 

For The Priest Who Beat My Father

All you bible whores
all you sons of carpenters

gather at my feet
& bare your heads

I baptize you with sweat
& salt & drunken piss

I mark you as my own
then cast you out.

 

Accomplishments
              (for ron)

Anyone can wash a dish
open cans
& heat things up

how many lazy men
can cook
good poems?

 

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bart solarczyk

I play guitar, live in Pittsburgh with one wife, three cats, one dog. Been around small press since the early 80s, etc. I've slept over at Ron Androla's house.

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