Poems by Charles Bukowski
To The Whore Who Took My Poems
... its stifling: are you trying to crush me out like the rest of them ...
I Made A Mistake
... when I go back the next night everything ...
As The Poems Go
... little. it comes down to the rain, the sunlight, ...
So Now?
... I sit ill. the phone rings, the cats sleep ...
Let It Enfold You
... to have to let you go""it's all right" i tell ...
Rhyming Poem
... the goldfish sing all night with guitars, ...
Girl In A Miniskirt Reading The Bible Outside My Window
... grapefruit, church is over at the Russian ...
Bluebird
... he's in there.there's a bluebird in my heart that ...
I'm In Love
... . . she got up and lit a cigarette, she was trembling all ...
Somebody
... clever and O I just looked up her long slim legs of heaven ...
An Almost Made Up Poem
... I would have loved you more if I had sat in a small room rolling a ...
The Genius Of The Crowd
... eing to supply any given army on any given dayand the best at murder are those who preach against it ...
The Most Beautiful Woman In Town
... For it all, there was peace in the air and we walked about and stretched on the lawns and didn't say ...
For Jane: With All The Love I Had, Which Was Not Enough
... hummingbird knowledge, hummingbird chance, ...
A Following
... then the editor of the magazine gave me the ...
