2010
03.25
03.25
much of this doesn’t exist anymore,
the ammunition to keep that pen firing,
such a place where you could buy powder
for 15 cents to kill someone
and then your nose,
is now bulldozed, replaced with
a new building called Little Paris,
don’t know what touristy
shit they sell… but they say
his name echoes up from the ground,
but
every time I buy some food
at Zankou Chicken,
I have to drive by Buk’s old
apartment a block away.
too bad he moved to San Pedro.
what a waste. to be from
the whores, pimps, drugs and bars,
but I guess even guys like him
want a nice place by the sea
when they get old.
nice piece. in Hank’s defense…after decades upon decades of unrest, the man wanted to at least be able to write in peace. and he did. and the stuff that came out of that little house in San Pedro was just as dynamic as the earlier.
Bukowski had finally gained some modicum of financial succes by that point. Nothing wrong with moving on up to nicer digs if you have the means.
You can take the man out of the gutter, but you can’t take the gutter out of the man..
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