Nostalgic

because you taste like the blood stains 

on my lips 

when I first read Bukowski at sixteen 

you’re a mess

and I’m not willing to stick around to fix you

I already fought with the devil on my back, 

but he never left 

we just learnt to get along. 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i despise bukowski and kind of person he was...i love your first stanza and those references to his abusive behavior...and i for one, don't care to read his messes...

but i really like this poem, lots...

j.