He stands upright in his pants

Bukowski’s lady had him off the bottle for a change

(weaned from the bottle,so to speak)

He now tries sundaes of different flavors at Baskin-Robbins.

Now he does not  have to listen to Shostakovitch and Mozart through  a haze of  smeared smoke

His friends say he  looks better,  feels cool like the ice cream people.

Above all he  stands absolutely upright in his pants.

“…and later that night

there is use for the pecker, use for
love, and it is glorious,
long and true,
and afterwards we speak of easy things;
our heads by the open window with the moonlight
looking through, we sleep in each other’s

Read more: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/the-icecream-people/#ixzz0vbAOS0XJ

(“The ice cream people”- A poem by Charles Bukowski)


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