About My Very Tortured Friend, Peter (Charles Bukowski Poems)
he lives in a house with a swimming pool and says the job is killing him. he is 27. I ...
Thursday, June 30, 2022
Charles Bukowski Poems (167 Poems)
The Sun Wields Mercy (Charles Bukowski Poems)
and the sun wields mercybut like a jet torch carried to high,and the jets whip across its sightand rockets leap ...
I Wanted To Overthrow The Government But All I Brought Down Was Somebody’s Wife (Charles Bukowski Poems)
30 dogs, 20 men on 20 horses and one fox and look here, they write, you are a dupe for ...
Trollius And trellises (Charles Bukowski Poems)
of course, I may die in the next ten minutes and I'm ready for that but what I'm really worried ...
Wax Job (Charles Bukowski Poems)
man, he said, sitting on the steps your car sure needs a wash and wax job I can do it ...
Crucifix In A Deathhand (Charles Bukowski Poems)
yes, they begin out in a willow, I think the starch mountains begin out in the willow and keep right ...
Hello, Willie Shoemaker (Charles Bukowski Poems)
the Chinaman said don't take the hardware and gave me a steak I couldn't cut (except the fat) and there ...
The Weather Is Hot On The Back Of My Watch (Charles Bukowski Poems)
the weather is hot on the back of my watch which is down at Finkelstein's who is gifted with 3 ...
Interview By A Guggenheim Recipient (Charles Bukowski Poems)
this South American up here on a Gugg walked in with his whore and she sat on the edge of ...
I Can’t Stay In The Same Room With That Woman For Five Minutes (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I went over the other day to pick up my daughter. her mother came out with workman's overalls on. I ...
I Am Visited By An Editor And A Poet (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I had just won $115 from the headshakers and was naked upon my bed listening to an opera by one ...
A 340 Dollar Horse And A Hundred Dollar Whore (Charles Bukowski Poems)
don't ever get the idea I am a poet; you can see me at the racetrack any day half drunk ...
2 Flies (Charles Bukowski Poems)
The flies are angry bits of life; why are they so angry?it seems they want more,it seems almost as if ...
Vegas (Charles Bukowski Poems)
there was a frozen tree that I wanted to paint but the shells came down and in Vegas looking across ...
The Crunch (Charles Bukowski Poems)
too much too little too fattoo thinor nobody. laughter ortears haterslovers strangers with faces likethe backs ofthumb tacks armies running ...
Goading the Muse (Charles Bukowski Poems)
this man used to be aninteresting writer,he was able to say brisk andrefreshing things.at the timeI suggested to the editors ...
The Joke (Charles Bukowski Poems)
it often happens when the party isgoing well,somebody will say, "wait a minute, thatreminds me, I heard thisjoke, it will ...
The Lucky Ones (Charles Bukowski Poems)
stuck in the rain on the freeway, 6:15 p.m.,these are the lucky ones, these are thedutifully employed, most with their ...
The German Hotel (Charles Bukowski Poems)
the German hotel was very strange and expensive and haddouble doors to the rooms, very thick doors, and it over-looked ...
German (Charles Bukowski Poems)
being the German kid in the 20's in Los Angeleswas difficult.there was much anti-German feeling then,a carry-over from World War ...
The Japanese Wife (Charles Bukowski Poems)
O lord, he said, Japanese women, real women, they have not forgotten, bowing and smiling closing the wounds men have ...
My Computer (Charles Bukowski Poems)
what? they say, "you got acomputer?"it's like I have sold out tothe enemy.I had no idea so manypeople were prejudicedagainstcomputers.even ...
One Thirty-Six A.M. (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I laugh sometimes when I think aboutsayC?line at a typewriteror Dostoevsky…or Hamsun…ordinary men with feet, ears, eyes,ordinary men with hair ...
Gas (Charles Bukowski Poems)
my grandmother had a serious gasproblem.we only saw her on Sunday.she'd sit down to dinnerand she'd have gas.she was very ...
Trouble With Spain (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I got in the shower and burned my balls last Wednesday. met this painter called Spain, no, he was a ...
My Father (Charles Bukowski Poems)
was a truly amazing manhe pretended to bericheven though we lived on beans and mush and weenieswhen we sat down ...
Nice Guy (Charles Bukowski Poems)
broke his bank, totaled his car and slept withhis wife.of course, everybody was sleeping with hiswife but a nicer guy ...
I like your books (Charles Bukowski Poems)
In the betting line the otherdayman behind me asked,"are you HenryChinaski?""uh huh," I answered."I like your books," he wenton."thanks," I ...
Magical Mystery Tour (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I am in this low-slung sports carpainted a deep, rich yellowdriving under an Italian sun.I have a British accent.I'm wearing ...
Splash (Charles Bukowski Poems)
the illusion is that you are simplyreading this poem.the reality is that this ismore than apoem.this is a beggar's knife.this ...