Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

The editor of the literary
Magazine turns the pages
Of manuscript. I don’t think
We can publish this kind of

Poetry, he says, peering
Through his John Lennon
Style spectacles, we have a
Reputation to maintain. She

Looks over his shoulder where
Bukowki’s ghost stands pulling
Faces at the jerk’s head. She
Holds in a giggle, attempting

Not to pee her panties in the
Process. The editor looks up
And hands her back the pages
Of manuscript. Is it poetry I have

To ask myself, he says. Bukowki’s
Ghost forms a gun with the fingers
Of one ghostly hand and aims it
At the jerk’s head and mouths,

BANG, you’re dead sucker, as he
Pulls the trigger finger. She watches
As the ghost walks beside her and
Whispers, some poets are creeps

And soul suckers, but most creeps
And soul suckers are small time
Editors and literary critics. She now
Watches as the editor plays with a pen,

And imagines him with his pants down
Playing with his penis held tight between
Warm fingers, his mouth still puking his words
Into the small universe of his world of books,

Journals and weedy little read magazines,
And lectures on the art of poetry, but the just
So kind of poetry that worms its way into his
Mind and cold heart like a damp smelly fart.

Hahahahaha! Love it! GREAT piece! *applause*

I don't even know who is writing any kind of poetry
like who is writing this kind of poetry or that kind
if you don't have a university degree and a teaching
job and a string of publications in the right places

I got a kick out of this poem, I think about Bukowski
I was at a huge poetry reading many years ago, and
I got to be in the back room because I got to be a ticket
taker, on that night Bukowski was sitting in the back room
with two women that were with him, I was at the table next
to his right across from him, the women were laughing and
drinking some booze that was on the table, I saw the look
on Bukowski's face as he got up to read, and then he went
out to the stage in the auditorium and it was so quiet for a
moment just before he read.At that same reading that lasted
two days was Ginsberg, Ferlinghetti, Burroughs,and many other
famous and some local poets.

thank you, Doreen & revolutionrabbit.