Poetry Chinaski, You Suck I read Bukowski with a smile Toe-tapping rhythm on display Dance with him a little while Flowing beats, I’m swept away He writes his mind, he seems set free From filth to
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Poetry Prisoners For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against powers and principles and patterns of thought. We happy prisoners Fixed on shadow dancers And mixed-up images But oh let loose the
Poetry To Force Into Form Regardless SFO arrivals eyeshine California queen coup’d Posed in latent summer When it mattered most To see and be seen to be carefree All this thrashing about Grind now, grind later Pale shoulders
Poetry Magnate It's sad It's taken So long to write this. So long the tight fists Of psychic pain clamp shut Applying pressure to a wound. To keep as much inside To keep from gushing
Poetry Coin de Lumière Je me réveille tôt Huileux de mes rêves creux Le soleil brule Mais le lit est frais Dans mon petit coin Je me lève Quand je pense que je peux Mon esprit palpite
Poetry The Machinist All foundries and fact'ries will work overtime To fire every ingot and further refine To melt it and smelt it and make it all clean I stopped up a delta to build a
Poetry Ego Ex Nihilo when its dark i like to look at myself my self in the mirror and trace my shape so featureless so full of potential i feel so full of light of life of
