R.Benjamin Abate Poems

I step outside
For a smoke-
Whiskey lingers
On my lips
...

In My Distress
I Wondered if
What I was
Seeing was
...

Every dude thinks
They’re a DJ these days-

Scratch the record with their hand-

Play a song on command-
...

There was

A Homeless 
Man
On a city corner in Philly

Without a cup

...

A country invades another country
While civilians flee to the hills for

Their lives
...

If I were blind

I'd still dream

In Images-
Missing
...

A tsunami of blood

Falls upon me-


How high?
...

Standing on the tile outside
In the sun

Wondering if the specks in

The tile are meaningful-
...

Why is Thai Taste so Good?
The Tingle on my Lips Lingers-

My mother brings Sam Basil-
...