click click
souvenir
in the souvenir library
[or complimentary copies for guests]
in the souvenier library
a lower level'd room
in buk's house
all of his books
shelved in
quantity's
linda pulls one out
"bring me your love"
you probably have them all…
do you have this one
yes i have that one and
no i don't have that one with
your autograph
she signed it over to me....
here ya go
a coupla poems/photos from the chapbook
the last cigar...
a buk trip
by me dammit it's about time
yes =ding
release september 2003
STAY TOONED...you should
all in all
in awe of it
all
in line
bombay buffet
standing room only
hungry eye'd people
split in 2 lines
left smokers
right quitters
we are to the left
we smoke
beforehand
we izzzz buzzed
.good.
-chicadeee babeee
i'm hungry
mmMmdaddioooo..
keep stroking my hair
-you keep leaving
your pants over
my house
-i need new pants
-i find 'em in the backyard
buried
some not buried
black stretchies
laying there
without you in em
the nearer starving crowd began
paying attention to
the spandex conversation
-no crotch i bet
-yep goners just one
gigantic HOLE -
there
-ha! the dogs are at it
again like you
they like the taste of
vagina
we were directed to
our table
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that day
i wore them
that day [03.09.03]
when
i stepped
inside
the "sacred sanctuary"
pearls
almost
real [really]
possessing unusual magic
healing powers
my valley lady
love is convinced
[all right i can dig it]
and she pulls
my hair back
flinging curls all over
my right shoulder
clasps
the magnetized beads
along the brim of
my black truckstop brand
name insideout
sweat shirt
have fun she waves and
i'm off
and
inside
San Pedro
down a beautiful gardenic drive
up to a regular neighborhood
temple door
she stands there
smiling like the happy melody of
the doorbell
regularly special
she is in jeans
and i'm in there with
linda bukowski with
bukart on
bukwalls
bukhats
bukjuice
buksmells
bukstuff
i walked pico & western sidewalks
now buk carpet
glory glory alleluia
good fortune
never to be
forgotten remember
the one
buk wrote of that Hemingway photo
on the wall
across
from the stairs
?
Linda notices
the pearls on my neck
lovely &
so is the wine
tells about
the authentic string
buk gave her
on their wedding
day
i am not sure if these magnetized healing beadballs
do anything but look almost real or pretty pearly
white
[a true test would be if my neck was broke]
but what
i am sure of is
there will always be that ugly man in the moon
linda's genuine buk pearls
charismic oyster eggs blowing
the bukword throughout the back harbor
of San Pedro into
every ocean in the literary universe and
still there is that photo of Hemingway
hanging
drunk
on the wall across from
those bukstairs
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