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bukowski doesn't do it for me anymore

and I don't want to say it's like
losing a father.




my father would repeat the same advice to me
without my asking:

if you can read and write and think,
you have everything

always hike with more water
than you believe you'll need

chase after love before
you grow old.




I do not believe I was
the son he expected, but nonetheless
I am his son

and it feels good
to be the son of someone.




charles chinaski, henry bukowski
fermented in wine and himself.

preserved in a jar.

I have wept at the faintness
of my bluebird, I have taken
my necktie from this rotten axis.

who here now is waiting to die?




my father with my mother
in his house on the hill.




and bukowski-
drunk and dead
with all his words.
I am not asking for a life of flowers
but maybe one with less screaming.

like half a bottle gone
or an empty wallet

or something less than your woman
with himalayan conviction
saying you won't
treat her
right

or can't.




I have seen the great wall
of china, but only in pictures

including one of the edge
in a sad attempt to
bisect the pacific.

here the only boundary
is the edge of the photo.




if I were a flower I would
be a plum blossom

blooming in winter
and never having to think.

even the pictures of them
look pretty.




can you feel all the ocean
crash against a wall of stone?

I can't

not here.

not this one a.m. carving
rectangles on my screen

tracing boundaries with
one finger
as the other hand

slides down my scalp
and over my eyes.
her long blonde hair
inside my
pillowcase.

single strands.

I used to be happy

to find them
there.
the lines she draws in me
are like creases
in paper

unfolded
I was once a crumpled ball
or flock of cranes
there are so many holes in this
new earth.

Tyler and I chased an invisible rabbit

too white for the snow
too white

for the wind.

spears

motes of fire.

holes beneath a construction trailer
and holes underneath

our arms
legs

laugh at the sounds of the burning of your lungs.




Josh and I waited in a ragged tent, an apartment.

wet, dirty dishes
holes in the sink

the smell of dead leaves.

black drippings of snow
submerged themselves in a concrete deck

broken sliding glass door.

what is it called when the trees turn to stone?

smoke in a sealed place
dancing like we never did.




Jason and I hunched over the swings
outside an abandoned elementary school.

everything rusting.

empty parking lot-
snow replaced with concrete.

the sun

gaping hole
in a paper thin sky.

you do not deserve this happiness.

colors without names
and places

that shouldn't.




Stephanie and I locking the doors
from inside my apartment.

concrete replaced with rain.

cinnamon, chicken, cranberry juice

blankets bunched on top the couch,
turns at scary video games.

you do not have to watch every part.

I bury my head

a hole
in the new dark.

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Jonathan
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20, Oregonian, college student studying nothing close to poetry.

I didn't like my profile pic or my bio, so enjoy this interim pic and this minimalist description until I think of something better.

Note me if you'd like to talk, because I like to talk.

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metamage Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Oh, dude, it's gonna take a while going through your stuff. Oh, DARN!
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relativi-t Featured By Owner Aug 12, 2014  Student Writer
Your work is really just breathtaking. I wish I could pull off such potent minimalism.
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FallingAsleepTonight Featured By Owner Aug 13, 2014   Writer
Thank you
To be honest, a lot of it just comes with practice. And impatience
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relativi-t Featured By Owner Aug 13, 2014  Student Writer
mmm then I'll have to keep trying! :D
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Serendiipitii Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for the watch!
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SilverInkblot Featured By Owner Jul 9, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for collecting Cliches I Have Dated :)
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RedBlackBlood Featured By Owner Jun 5, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Good to see, you are still here ^^
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TwilightPoetess Featured By Owner May 21, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Hi, Jonathon!

I just wanted to take a moment to stop by your page and tell you how inspiring and wonderful your writing is.  I enjoy seeing your name in my message center--every piece you write leaves me pondering and awed.  

Thank you so much for sharing your work with us! I hope you're having a good day.

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FallingAsleepTonight Featured By Owner May 21, 2014   Writer
Thank you, it means a lot to hear from you! I always make sure to read poetry from poets on here who are considered some of the best/popular. It's nice to know that one of the writers I enjoy reading feels the same about my work.
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TwilightPoetess Featured By Owner May 22, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
:huggle: You're very welcome!

Also--thank YOU. I'm glad you enjoy my stuff!
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