drinking beers outside of linda king’s home
drinking beers outside of linda king’s home
we are touring the history of bukowski’s los angeles
driving insane boulevards
that all look the same in the glare of the western sun
if you don’t know
linda king was bukowski’s girlfriend
at one point in his timeline
drinking beers outside of linda king’s home
ones that we bought at the pink elephant liquor
on north western evenue
just a stone’s throw from hank’s old place on de longpre
we are in silver lake or maybe still in hollywood
i really don’t know anymore
drinking beers outside of linda king’s home
i try to think up something literary
but, as usual, i can’t
i tell my wife about how linda almost
ran over hank with her car
because he was talking to another woman
my wife tells me to keep the beer low
because we are in a rental car
i nod a haiku
finish the can of miller lite
and shove the beer under my seat
it is the best poem that i can come up with
drinking beer outside of linda king’s home
checking the map for the next historic destination
as birds chirp and dogs bark
in the sunny sun sun of sunny southern California
Lucky.. i actually wrote a poem stating I was supposed to be his wife..lol
ReplyDeletethanks for the ride..now, where is my beer?
Lynne....i swore off beer. but, obviously i failed at not drinking for a month. that said, i have scotch and wine here.
ReplyDeleteHaiku's better'n nuthin'! (or not?)
ReplyDeleteAwesome...
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