For The Foxes Comments

I am a dog walking backwards I am a broken banjo I am a telephone wire strung up in Toledo, Ohio- imagination and fun. very nice p oem. tony

Buk covered a lot of ground in this one. he waved off any wasted pity as well as a word that's uttered instead of action given or asked for when there is no other way to make it so. from a reversing dog to the famous water walking mystic the poet lays some hope for our next roll of the cosmic dice of life. John Martin for changing his poetry posthumously and putting a mustache on the Mona Lisa. Buk is gone, long live Buk.

So relevant in so many regards. Reading Bukowski reaffirms my affinity for individuality and in some sense solidarity. After all, "their confusion is constant, and it will touch whoever they deal with." -AK