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Jabberwocky

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I merged the beer bottles with the recycling
the night before,
and in the morning I thought,
"Maybe I'll just lay in bed all day long."
which means not going to work,
and making incomplete food recipes
with a host of ants watching intently.
I think they're waiting for their sustenance.
Who am I to deny them?
It's boiling hot outside in the natural world,
and after all, they might just be
a critical part of my
master plan.
 
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I merged the beer bottles with the recycling
the night before,
and in the morning I thought,
"Maybe I'll just lay in bed all day long."
which means not going to work,
and making incomplete food recipes
with a host of ants watching intently.
I think they're waiting for their sustenance.
Who am I to deny them?
It's boiling hot outside in the natural world,
and after all, they might just be
a critical part of my
master plan.

I like this. A bit Bukowski-esque ☺️
 
Definitely, I get drunk and attempt to mimic his style with my own touch.

so cliché...

Ha! He's brilliant. You realise he would've told you not to write poetry though? 😉



the flower lover


in the Valkerie Mountains
among the strutting peacocks
I found a flower
as large as my
head
and when I reached in to smell
it
I lost an ear lobe
part of my nose
one eye
and half a pack of
cigarettes.

I came back
the next day
to hack the damned thing
down
but found it so
beautiful I
killed a
peacock
instead.


Charles Bukowski, from Burning in Water Drowning in Flame: Selected Poems
 
@AbbeyLee I love that poem I haven't read it before

this may be my favorite Bukowski love poem:

when God created love He didn't help most
when God created dogs He didn't help dogs
when God created plants that was average
when God created hate we had a standard utility
when God created me He created me
when God created the monkey He was asleep
when He created the giraffe He was drunk
when He created narcotics He was high
and when He created suicide He was low

when He created you lying in bed
He knew what He was doing
He was drunk and He was high
and He created the mountains and the sea and fire at the same time

He made some mistakes
but when He created you lying in bed
He came all over His Blessed Universe.

 
@AbbeyLee My favorite thing about Bukowski is you can read hundreds of his poems, then still find some new ones. He wrote so much. He has an almost endless amount of hidden gems.

It does get repetitive at some point, but once you get Bukowski in your veins you will always love him.
 
@AbbeyLee I love that poem I haven't read it before

this may be my favorite Bukowski love poem:

when God created love He didn't help most
when God created dogs He didn't help dogs
when God created plants that was average
when God created hate we had a standard utility
when God created me He created me
when God created the monkey He was asleep
when He created the giraffe He was drunk
when He created narcotics He was high
and when He created suicide He was low

when He created you lying in bed
He knew what He was doing
He was drunk and He was high
and He created the mountains and the sea and fire at the same time

He made some mistakes
but when He created you lying in bed
He came all over His Blessed Universe.



God he makes me laugh. He also makes me cry. This... I bought Roll The Dice on a poster, but before that I watched this video over and over when I was in a very dark place and it helped:


 
Bukowski is one of the great philosophers, he just didn't know it, and he doesn't know how to practice it other than living it.

He really was a genius in his own right, he just doesn't realize it and would never acknowledge it.

Such a special human being.

He's a modern stoic.

He was so real and so alive. He spoke the truth like noone else.

"I was born to hustle roses down the avenues of the dead." -Charles Bukowski
 
I've real all of his novels, of which Post Office is probably the best. The only one I didn't like was his final novel, "Pulp". Felt contrived, forced, scattered and kind of boring.

They rest were good. The novel "Hollywood" was surprisingly good given the subject matter, I thought it wasn't going to very good but read it because I was intent on reading all his novels. Conversely, i thought Pulp was going to be good but it wasn't.
 
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