Wednesday, February 13, 2013
This was the Bukowski poem I was trying to find for L on Fuck Toy Friday, but it was not in any of the anthologies at the bookstore. I like this poem on many levels. As I told pet today, it reminds me of the two of us in some ways. I like the water hotter than she does.
It's just a nice poem. I am sure there are much better ways to describe it than "nice" but fuck it, that's all I got for right now.
Oh, and good old CB is not shy about using the word "cunt."