Poems by Charles Bukowski
Metamorphosis
... disorder. it will take me some months to get back to normal: ...
Luck
... instead of moving toward ...
My First Affair With That Older Woman
... bedfor hourstalking to her,and then she opened her eyesand saw me:"I knew it would be you,"she said ...
Consummation Of Grief
... I was born to hustle roses down the avenues of the dead ...
For Jane
... before tigers that will not let me be ...
Hot
... opened it. . .her drinking glass was there, and a note: sun of a bitch: ...
8 Count
... watching. just thought I'd ...
Cows In Art Class
... darker, see? (we drink here and speak to ...
Trapped
... forgotten me. she's trying on a new ...
Poem For My 43rd Birthday
... making money: judges, carpenters, ...
40,000
... going to fat, many of them in walking ...
Three Oranges
... "what is it?" "it's called Love For Three Oranges," ...
We Ain't Got No Money, Honey, But We Got Rain
... got their due. the men stood on their porches ...
Revolt In The Ranks
... "yeah!" the little poems kick up their heels ...
Freedom
... and she was out again and whe he came home,and ...
