Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Ham on Rye: A Novel by Charles Bukowski
225 days under grass
and you know more than i.
they have long taken your blood,
you are a dry stick in a basket.
is this how it works?
in this room
the hours of love
still make shadows,

when you left
you took almost
everything.
I kneel in the nights
before tigers
that will not let me be.

what you were
will not happen again.
the tigers have found me
and I do not care.
Book: Ham on Rye: A Novel by Charles Bukowski
  17.0k
         croob, shadowedsilhouette, Arden, Sk Abdul Aziz, Nicole and 46 others
Please log in to view and add comments on poems