Bukowski Contest
Its a video -- Bukowski has a
mistress, she is younger than
he and beautiful.
They fight before the camera
and, she flees like words on
pale paper across the transom,
out the door...
He sits for a while unaware of
the camera, the poems quiet for
a while, his brow naked except
for regret and sorrow.
Then, he calls out to her in dipthongs
of need, his boastful alcohol wearing
off -- the frail, lonely intellectual
peering moist eyed around fleshen
corners.
Genius
Categories:
fleshen, absence,
Form: ABC