**And here are some good Bukowski poems.

Cows In Art Class

good weather
is like
good women-
it doesn't always happen
and when it does
it doesn't
always last.
man is
more stable:
if he's bad
there's more chance
he'll stay that way,
or if he's good
he might hang
on,
but a woman
is changed
by
children
age
diet
conversation
sex
the moon
the absence or
presence of sun
or good ( Read more... )

"i hurt"
"i hurt, too"

and there we stood. two hurt ppl without a clue what to do about it.

I have a fairy tale in mind and I know you can't read my head. I'd like to scream it from roof tops at voice top, but the romance is in you figuring it out, instead. 'Forever' is the biggest word I know. Some things said too quickly makes for a bad start. And the future won't be forced. But the things said too late are like darts to ( Read more... )

though i'm vague as vague can be
i think the hardest part
for you
was just finding me -

under folds of old wrapping paper 
and twisted in brand new twine -

when you handed me your heart
i think the hardest part
for me
was just unwrapping mine -

I’m embarrassed by the things I want.
So I don’t voice how I feel.
Normal, everyday ambitions
feel too grandiose and too good for me.

“She’s foolish for hoping for such.
She knows, she knows, better.
She aims for too much.”

It was asinine of me to say anything.
I sort of knew I’d fall chest first and bare boned
on a resounding ‘Let’s wait and see ( Read more... )