if god were a man

If God were a man

He would look just like you

Except something tells me not even he could be as handsome.

But, if he dare be,

I’d start to pray again

With your name on the knuckles of my folded hands.

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Trapped

Charles Bukowski, 1920-1994

Trapped

don't undress my love
you might find a mannequin:
don't undress the mannequin 
you might find
my love. 
she's long ago
forgotten me. 
she's trying on a new
hat 
and looks more the 
coquette
than ever.

she is a
child
and a mannequin
and death. 
I can't hate 
that. 
she didn't do
anything 
unusual. 
I only wanted her
to.

 

Anyone familiar with Bukowski knows his often abrasive, raunchy, nihilistic style. However, this specific work is different in that it deals with themes of love in a more direct and clear way than he may have done in other pieces. Published in his collection Ham on Rye in 1982, towards the end of his life, Bukowski shows a more vulnerable side to his art that he hadn’t in earlier poetry.

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