naked along the side of the house,
8 a.m., spreading sesame seed oil
over my body, Jesus, have I come
to this?
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A poem about the dark side of life, and a convincing one. ' now I'm not laughing'. He wonders how much more time he wants to live, as people do.
I look upward as if it made sense to look upward. it's true, the sky has rotted: it won't be long for any of us. very fine poem. tony
Soiled blood! ! Musing along! Waiting for the End. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Exhausted in life at the end of it, this is the utterance one can express counting the remaining days in the world! What else one can do or say? Experience of Charles Bukowski is well reflected here in this Modern Poem of the day selected by the experienced PH!
Powerful poem. anout the darker aspect of the human condition..knowing Bukowski probablly born out of the effects of too much alcohol...brilliant all the same!
An emotional expression has been duly inscribed in this poem. It is happy to be selected this poem as the modern poem of the poem of the day.
Beautifully written - raw emotion flowing - thanks to LP for introducing me to another true legend
Insanity is the spice sprinkled over life to enhance its flavor. I believe Mr. Bukowski may have overdosed here.
I look upward as if it made sense to look upward. it's true, the sky has rotted: it won't be long for any of us........./// greatly written the inside feeling; I think this is the poem on poetic repentance about the riot world!