Bob Sherunkle : Writing

A glance is all I need

A glance is all I need

A Poem by Bob Sherunkle


My heart is pounding,thumping like a drum,you chose the beat as our eyes meet.Raven hair hangs over those cheeks,covering,ever so slightly,those tiny ..
For Laura

For Laura

A Poem by Bob Sherunkle


Short lived heartbreak
Empty Pockets

Empty Pockets

A Poem by Bob Sherunkle


Saturday night,neon lights,All money is good here,except no fights.Ladies in waiting,No masturbating..Please.Drinks are free..for a small fee.Hand sto..
All the bullshit in the world

All the bullshit in the world

A Poem by Bob Sherunkle


All the bullshit in the world will be left to turn,When I lay my head down and begin to burn.No more lies,no more pretending,No more caring and no mor..
One Day

One Day

A Poem by Bob Sherunkle


This is about everything and anything
The Bar clock cheats me

The Bar clock cheats me

A Chapter by Bob Sherunkle


Work in progress
Diary of a gutter creep

Diary of a gutter creep

A Book by Bob Sherunkle


Tales of profanity and passing out
Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas

A Poem by Bob Sherunkle


Think of others from time to time.
Junkyard Loser

Junkyard Loser

A Poem by Bob Sherunkle


Broken and rusted,no longer lusted.Old and sagging and generally flagging.There's a small twinkle in my eye still,but no woman will welcome my invite ..
Bottle weary

Bottle weary

A Poem by Bob Sherunkle


You maybe my only friend,you listen,you don't interrupt'and your never abrupt.You have a beautiful figure,simply simmer,and you make me feel slicker,a..

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