PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

The director

of the arts center

told me

he was trying real hard

to sign Bukowski

for a reading

but Buk

had the audacity

to die

leaving an open date

on the calendar

and shoes

entirely
too big to fill

were left in the ledger

so it remained

an open date

and a few diehards

drunkenly nosedived

into Black Sparrow titles

spilling cheap wine

and rot gut whiskey

into broken vessels

of humanity

indeed

too sad a spectacle

for me to watch

and yet eyes

remained riveted

and some cheap beer

and rot gut blackberry brandy

found its way

down my own throat

much to my chagrin

and overwhelming reluctance

to ever admit

to such folly