Friday, November 21, 2008

A poem by Mr. Charles Bukowski

You

you’re a beast, she said
your big white belly
and those hairy feet.
you never cut your nails
and you have fat hands
paws like a cat
your bright red nose
and the biggest balls
I’ve ever seen.
you shoot sperm like a
whale shoots water out of the
hole in its back.

beast beast beast
she kissed me,
what do you want for
breakfast?

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