After Charles Bukowski


After Charles Bukowski
Some days I want
to punch Adam in the nose
for getting me into this circus,
but then I remember
I’m going to die
because of him, too.
It sure would be
a hell of a thing to have
to explain
to the second Adam
when I meet him.
Memento mori and all.
I mean, if I don’t forgive
the old codger
and go for the left cross instead,
I probably deserve to die twice.

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