Saturday, December 17, 2011
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Hana (花, flower)
Friday, December 2, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Blackwater Woods
Monday, October 31, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Raw
I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
me,
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again.
-Charles Bukowski
Thursday, July 7, 2011
All or Nothing
“ If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery—isolation.
Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it.
And, you’ll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you’re going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter.
It’s the only good fight there is."
— Charles Bukowski
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
What She Was Wearing
this is my suicide dress
she told him
I only wear it on days
when I’m afraid
I might kill myself
if I don’t wear it
you’ve been wearing it
every day since we met
he said
and these are my arson gloves
so you don’t set fire to something?
he asked
exactly
and this is my terrorism lipstick
my assault and battery eyeliner
my armed robbery boots
I’d like to undress you he said
but would that make me an accomplice?
and today she said I’m wearing
my infidelity underwear
so don’t get any ideas
and she put on her nervous breakdown hat
and walked out the door
Denver Butson
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Lost In Translation
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Splashing
Dumb,
Jesus Christ,
some people are so dumb.
You can hear them
splashing around
in their dumbness
as their eyes
look out of their
heads.
They have
most of their
parts: hands, feet,
ears, legs, elbows,
intestines, fingernails,
noses and so
forth
but
there’s nothing
there.
Yet
they are able to
speak,
form sentences -
but what
comes out
of their mouths
are the stalest
concepts, the most,
warped beliefs.
They are the repository
of all the obvious
stupidities
they have
stuffed
themselves
with.
And it hurts me
to
look at them
to
listen to them,
I want to
run and hide
I want to
escape their engulfing
nullity.
There is no
horror movie
worse,
no murder
as
unsolved
but
the world
goes on
and
they
go on
dumbly
slamming
my guts to
pieces.
-Charles Bukowski
Saturday, May 7, 2011
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