Bukowski, or: Runoff

The next line is the worst garbage
He snorts this
Curse nursing it for the worse as
Synapses across lobes stretch for one
Another crackling in the charge
Of words; bursting thoughts 
Powder trail across dots
As shot through two barrels 
He's being held
Over one bound by metal heaving
Retching 
Wretched bromide
He snorts another; floating
Bukowski's gloating
Delivering his letters between
Cigarettes and
The bare legs of onehundreddollar whores 
Lines done while drinking beers
Never got the idea he was a poet
Never snorted 
Sewage nor spewed it 
Out, down 
To earth himself 
Broken brilliant in the rough 

d’Verse OLN #322

This is a poem I wrote back in June ’20, not long at all after I launched The Skeptic’s Kaddish. It was inspired by and written as a tribute to Charles Bukowski; and I came across it again just today after not having read it for quite some time… So, I would like to share it for today’s d’Verse Open Link Night.


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Ben Harper (b. 1969)

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40 thoughts on “Bukowski, or: Runoff”

  1. Very Bukowski! Cheers for this, impressive. Bukowski is a controversial figure because of his crassness, which does come of a crass background, and at the same time I can’t help but respect the ones who continue in their works despite hands dealt.

  2. I like Bukowski. He tells it like it is and doesnโ€™t pull any punches. Sometimes life ainโ€™t pretty. I really enjoy your work with this poem!
    It took me many years, probably even decades, to stop missing going out and getting messed up. I was self-medicating. I was never addicted to alcohol, never had to go through rehab, but when I was younger, I had a hollow leg. Itโ€™s a good thing I never did cocaine. Judging by my experiences when I was given morphine in the hospital, thatโ€™s a drug I could have become addicted to.
    These days Iโ€™d sooner nail my foot to the floor than to go out drinking and carousing.
    ~Ornery Owl~

    1. ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐Ÿค Cara ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป ~ thanks! For me, his poetry takes me places I would otherwise never have been… I find it somewhat fascinating!

  3. Even (or especially) Bukowski gets the hit of your wit. Takes all types to make a world, โ€˜tis said. Love the style of it, David, and you and he both talented poets. ๐Ÿ™โค๏ธ

  4. A lot of people idolize Bukowski, but I’ve never been a “Buk” fan myself. he does come up with a fine line here and there, but his work is generally so soaked in booze and low living that it turns me off. I don’t have virgin ears, and I love Ginsberg et al, but not Bukowski. I just always feel like I need a bath after reading him.

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