with an Apple Macintosh
you can’t run Radio Shack program
in its disc drive.
nor can a Commodore 64
drive read a file

god I got the sad blue blues,
this woman sat there and she
said
are you really Charles
Bukowski?

there is always that space there
just before they get to us
that space
that fine relaxer
the breather

starving there, sitting around the
and at night walking the streets f
hours,
the moonlight always seemed fake
to me, maybe it was,

I reached up into the top of the c
and took out a pair of blue pantie
and showed them to her and
asked “are these yours?”

too much too little
too fat
too thin
or nobody.
laughter or

the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind
in there and
sometimes a soul,
and the women break

Go to Tibet.
Ride a camel.
Read the Bible.
Dye your shoes blue.
Grow a Beard.

it was on the 2nd floor on Coronad
I used to get drunk
and throw the radio through the wi
while it was playing, and, of cour
it would break the glass in the wi

your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is a light somewhere.