a quick nod to Mr. Bukowski

O Charles

hot like jameson

only cheaper

My window is grimy,

the screen ripped

Along the bottom

like my future

viewed from the 3-step

porch.  Sleep

the sleep

of the bat I found

in the morning

Nestled in its shiny

black wing,

along the instant creamer

-colored siding.

Night, Mr. Bukowski,

Dream something gutter.

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