Dienstag, 16. Februar 2010

Dirty old man

in memory of Charles Bukowski and his "Bluebird"


there´s a dirty old man inside of me that

wants to get out

but I´m too strict for him

I say, stay in there, I´m not going

to let anybody see

you


there´s a dirty old man inside of me that

wants to get out

but I ignore him 

smiling, well-behaved

and mothers babies pets and my polish teacher

from the grammar school

never know that

he´s

in there


there´s a dirty old man inside of me that

wants to get out

but I´m too ashamed of him

I say, stay down, do you want to mess me up?

you want to blow up

my mind?

you want to screw up my relation? 


there´s a dirty old man inside of me that

wants go get out

but I´m too scared of him

I only let him out

at night sometimes

I say I know that you´re there

so stop messing around


then I put him back

he´s playing a little

with his cock

in there, I haven´t quite

let him die

and we sleep together

like that

with our secrect pact

and it´s scary enough to make a girl 

scream,

but I don´t scream,

do you?


1 Kommentare:

  1. Just borrowed bukowski's poems from the library 2 days ago. Again - im coming back to him. coincidence. love it. karolino-love it.

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