225 days under grass
and you know more than I.
they have long taken your blood,
you are a dry stick in a basket.
is this how it works?
in this room
the hours of love
still make shadows.

when you left
you took almost
everything.
I kneel in the nights
before tigers
that will not let me be.

what you were
will not happen again.
the tigers have found me
and I do not care.

8 Comments

  1. Hank Roth says:

    Who has not felt what Bukowski says so much better than anyone else? Somewhere in the last 10-20 years someone borrowed all my books by Charles Bukowski and now I want them back. It is good they can be found again on the net.
    I miss him and I have felt so much a kindred spirit.
    Hank

  2. Constandinos says:

    …nothing smart to say.
    Buk said it all

  3. merima says:

    absolutely marvelous. devastating. beautiful. deep. touching.

  4. Otava says:

    Buk, my friend, over 10 years under grass… I hope the tigers have finally left you alone.

  5. Sandra says:

    and for Bernar too.

  6. Jane says:

    this poem is one of my favourites by Charles, and my name is Jane too, hehee

  7. Sergio says:

    I think this poem says a lot about Buk and what truly felt about the one person he really loved and his soul mate, it´s sad, but there was no happy ending here.

  8. angela says:

    twenty-nine years embedded in the heart of my darkness.

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