Charles Bukowski, 1920-1994
don't undress my love
you might find a mannequin:
don't undress the mannequin
you might find
she's long ago
she's trying on a new
and looks more the
she is a
and a mannequin
I can't hate
she didn't do
I only wanted her
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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We’re the kids our parents warned us about becoming
We exist in the spaces between words and each breath we take is another footnote to explain why we act this way.
Sometimes the small things are just small things.
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I’m a caricature of love for you
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I want to be the dust you kick up on your walk home from school
the pebble that creeps into the cracks of your beaten up sneakers
and the duct tape you use to hold them together.
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There’s an orange sticky note on the mirror in front of me blocking my right eye
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I wish I had the talent to paint you all the skies we never got to lay under
but there are too many skies we missed
and are missing
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Are you proud of who you’ve become?
Indeed, you are an aperture of avarice
That the flesh can never fully satisfy.
Within you lies a ferocity so ravenous
A hunger that may never be appeased
And an envy towards the smiling fools
Who walk so languidly away from themselves.