Poems by Charles Bukowski
girls coming home in their cars
... but I keep remembering the girl in the blue dress ...
Having The Flu And With Nothing Else To Do
... John ended up in the Hollywood Hills living off investments ...
Poetry Readings
... before their mothers, their sisters, their husbands, ...
Hello, Willie Shoemaker
... past all the lovely legs, the skirts pulled up to the ass, ...
The Great Slob
... OUT OF HERE!" I really loved myself, I ...
Hello, How Are You?
... dead. at least they are not out on the street, they ...
Back To The Machine Gun
... in my path still afraid of pain behind my four-day beard ...
So You Want To Be A Writer
... don't do it. if it's hard work just thinking about doing it, ...
I Am Visited By An Editor And A Poet
... ; I apologized for the beercans, my beard, and everything on the floor ...
Carson McCullers
... of her as the strolling vacationer ...
Splash
... you have been blessed, you have been pushed into a ...
The Sun Wields Mercy
... is history a circle that catches itself by the tail, ...
Trouble With Spain
... last Wednesday, I spun around to get out of the burning ...
Magical Mystery Tour
... beautiful legs and they laugh at everything I ...
X-Pug
... hell no, but youll have your important tank of gas ...
