robbie masso

author of two poetry books / my IG: @robbiemasso / robbiemasso.com

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robbie masso

author of two poetry books / my IG: @robbiemasso / robbiemasso.com

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not a good poem

robbie masso

1 min read

i asked for advice

up and down the bar

and every response

had something to do

with my heart

to listen with it

to view with it

to feel with it

to decide with it

and i thought about the thing

the horrible shape

the pumping

the blood inside

like a highway

keeping us going

doing a lot

but still expected

to do more

the hideous heart

so grotesque it had to be

put inside, away from sight

and i thou...

Poetry

it’s a virtue

robbie masso

1 min read

i have never

had a wonderful day

and wanted to

slave over the keyboard

for hours

in a frenzy

feeling pain

come up and down

and in and out

and pure exhaustion

and climax

i have never

had a wonderful day

and had a brain full

of dark ideas

that most people

would be afraid

to put on paper

those ideas

feel the best

to get out

breaking a law

kissing your sister

when peace

when forgivene...

Poetry

out of pto

robbie masso

1 min read

she asked me

what the Grim Reaper

does in his time off

and i told her

he doesn’t have any

and i told her

that is a good thing

because if he had

a aecind to think

about what he does

he would stop

and nothing would be

worse than that...

Poetry

Humour

really grey

robbie masso

1 min read

a handful of friends

asked me to paint

for them as Christmas gifts

and they asked me

to paint monotone

using the color

of their souls

and when i finished

the five paintings

they were all different

colors

john was red

steve was green

laurie was yellow

tom was blue

chris thought he was purple

but was really grey

and i wondered

what i was...

Poetry

Humour

high above the city

robbie masso

1 min read

“first solo dive, huh?

how are you feeling?”

“absolutely perfect”

he told him

“okay,

you got this”

“i know”

“any questions?”

“no”

“okay, go!”

he jumped

and was floating

high above the city

high above the offices

high above the schools

high above the debts

high above the people

high above the

goddamn people

he would have to

join them again

one way or another

he undid

his parachute

an...

Poetry

Mark’d for death

robbie masso

1 min read

it hit my eyes first

and they started to water

and upon every inhale

it burned my nose, my throat

and we heard another go off

a loud bang

and more filled the room

and i heard my brother

wheezing, choking

the sounds of death

i crawled over to him

trying to avoid

the suffocating gas

and put his head

under my shirt

for protection

i could barely open my eyes

and held back the vomit

as we sat th...

Poetry

Humour

Dragonfly

robbie masso

6 min read

There it finally was - the crummy hotel overlooking Washington Square that Joan Baez sang about. I’ve been wanting to make this pilgrimage for quite some time, desperately wanting follow Bob Dylan’s footsteps any way that I could. I excitedly ran inside to the check-in counter. I gave them my name in a rush, they gave me my room key with a skeptical look, and I half-jogged up the stairs all the wa...

Drama

Humour

suspicion

robbie masso

1 min read

suspicion comes

suspicion goes

suspicion confirms

what everyone knows

suspicion reflects

suspicion suspends

suspicion won’t break

suspicion just bends

suspicion controls

suspicion withdraws

suspicion reverbs

what the mockingbird calls

suspicion lays down

at the foot of your bed

suspicion will twist

all the words that weren’t said

suspicion compares

suspicion denies

suspicion continues

when ev...

Poetry

all i ever wanted to be

robbie masso

1 min read

“you write for ego, no?”

“don’t we all?

but, i do NEED to write”

“do you?

or are you aware

it is your best shot

at fame?”

“is fame a bad thing?”

“it was for Salinger”

“a lot was bad for Salinger”

“at least he wrote for himself”

“yes, he gave up publishing

after he was a millionaire for life -

how brave”

“more examples than just him”

“and they all get divorced”

“and they all get divorced ...

Poetry

still In The Works

robbie masso

2 min read

“Where is Uncle Derek?” the little boy asked. He had on a conical paper hat that was bigger than his head itself. The hat read “Birthday Boy” with a big number four.

“He is probably still outside.” His aunt said to him. “I am sure he will be back in soon.” She bent down and took the boy’s hand, leading him into the kitchen. “Would you like some chips?”

“Yes.” The boy said with a big smile. As he g...