Charles Bukowski

16-bit Intel 8088 chip with an Apple Macintosh 40,000 at the track today, 8 Count from my bed A Challenge To The Dark shot in the eye A Following the phone rang at 1:30 a.m. Alone With Everybody the flesh covers the bone A Man George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His An Almost Made Up Poem I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny And The Moon And The Stars And The World Long walks at night-- Another Day having the low down blues and going A Radio With Guts it was on the 2nd floor on Coronado Street Are You Drinking? washed-up, on shore, the old yellow notebook a smile to remember we had goldfish and they circled around and around As The Poems Go as the poems go into the thousands you As The Sparrow To give life you must take life, back to the machine gun I awaken about noon and go out to get the mail Be Kind we are always asked Big Night On The Town drunk on the dark streets of some city, Bluebird there's a bluebird in my heart that Carson McCullers she died of alcoholism Cause And Effect the best often die by their own hand close to greatness at one stage in my life Confession waiting for death Consummation Of Grief I even hear the mountains Cows In Art Class good weather Curtain the final curtain on one of the longest running Cut While Shaving It's never quite right, he said, the way people look, Death Wants More Death death wants more death, and its webs are full: Decline naked along the side of the house, Eat Your Heart Out I've come by, she says, to tell you Eulogy To A Hell Of A Dame some dogs who sleep At night Finish We are like roses that have never bothered to finished? the critics now have me Flophouse you haven't lived For Jane 225 days under grass For Jane: With All the Love I Had, Which Was Not Enough: I pick up the skirt, Freedom he drank wine all night of the Friends Within The Darkness I can remember starving in a gamblers all sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, Girl In A Miniskirt Reading The Bible Outside My Window Sunday, I am eating a having the flu and with nothing else to do I read a book about John Dos Passos and according to hello, how are you? this fear of being what they are: Here I Am ... drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end of my 2nd bottle His Wife, The Painter There are sketches on the walls of men and women and ducks, Hooray Say The Roses hooray say the roses, today is blames-day Hot she was hot, she was so hot How Is Your Heart? during my worst times I like your books In the betting line the other I Made A Mistake I reached up into the top of the closet I Met A Genius I met a genius on the train I'm In Love she's young, she said, It's Ours there is always that space there it was just a little while ago almost dawn Jane Icin (For Jane - In Turkish) cimen altinda gecen 225 gunden sonra benden daha cok sey biliyor olmalisin. Layover Making love in the sun, in the morning sun Let It Enfold You either peace or happiness, Like A Flower In The Rain I cut the middle fingernail of the middle Love & Fame & Death it sits outside my window now Luck once magical mystery tour I am in this low-slung sports car Mama here I am Marina majestic, magic Melancholia the history of melancholia Metamorphosis a girlfriend came in my computer "what?" they say, "you got a my father was a truly amazing man My First Affair With That Older Woman when I look back now my friend, the parking lot attendant —he's a dandy My Groupie I read last Saturday in the New Mexico I was fairly drunk when it Nirvana not much chance, No. 6 I'll settle for the 6 horse Now I sit here on the 2nd floor Oh Yes there are worse things than one thirty-six a.m. I laugh sometimes when I think about On Going Back To The Street After Viewing An Art Show they talk down through Out Of The Arm Of One Love... out of the arm of one love O, We Are The Outcasts ah, christ, what a CREW: Paris never Poem For My 43rd Birthday To end up alone Poetry it Prayer In Bad Weather by God, I don't know what to Pull A String, A Puppet Moves each man must realize Question And Answer he sat naked and drunk in a room of summer Rain a symphony orchestra. Rain Or Shine the vultures at the zoo Raw With Love little dark girl with Revolt In The Ranks I have just spent one-hour-and-a-half Rhyming Poem the goldfish sing all night with guitars, Shoes when you're young Short Order I took my girlfriend to your last poetry reading, Show Biz I can't have it Sleep she was a short one small conversation in the afternoon with John Fante he said, "I was working in Hollywood when Faulkner was Somebody god I got the sad blue blues, Some People some people never go crazy. Something For The Touts, The Nuns, The Grocery Clerks, And You . . . we have everything and we have nothing So Now? the words have come and gone, splash the illusion is that you are simply Sway With Me sway with me, everything sad -- The Aliens you may not believe it The Blackbirds Are Rough Today lonely as a dry and used orchard the crunch too much too little The Genius Of The Crowd there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average the German hotel the German hotel was very strange and expensive and had the great slob I was always a natural slob The History Of One Tough Motherfucker he came to the door one night wet thin beaten and The House They are building a house The Icecream People the lady has me temporarily off the bottle the lucky ones stuck in the rain on the freeway, 6:15 p.m., The Meek Shall Inherit The Earth if I suffer at this The Most here comes the fishhead singing The Most Beautiful Woman In Town Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl The Night I Was Going To Die the night I was going to die The Poetry Reading at high noon The Retreat this time has finished me. These Things these things that we support most well The Shower we like to shower afterwards The Sun Wields Mercy and the sun wields mercy The Worst And The Best in the hospitals and jails This self-congratulatory nonsense as the Three Oranges first time my father overheard me listening to To The Whore Who Took My Poems some say we should keep personal remorse from the Trapped don't undress my love Trashcan Lives the wind blows hard tonight True one of Lorca's best lines True Story they found him walking along the freeway We Ain't Got No Money, Honey, But We Got Rain call it the greenhouse effect or whatever What A Writer what i liked about e.e. cummings What Can We Do? at their best, there is gentleness in Humanity. Whats The Use Of A Title? They don't make it Who In The Hell Is Tom Jones? I was shacked with a Working Out Van Gogh cut off his ear Writing often it is the only Yes Yes when God created love he didn't help most Young In New Orleans starving there, sitting around the bars,