Hey Bukowski

Posted: November 13, 2016 in poetry
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Hey Bukowski

How’s it hanging?
Don’t know why you didn’t like poetry readings
And called poets the worst of all creatures
I can just imagine you beer-drunk at the Moon
At the oldies table
Pissed out of your skull
Looking like a bum
Imagine you reading your twisted poems, beer in hand
Staggering around, hitting on the hippie chicks
What a freak-out man

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