Charles Bukowski (16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

i find the stuff written on bathroom stalls entertaning. especially when others comment back. i never do, just laugh. i suppose this would resemble something like it, though not as lengthy. i liked it.

well, yes, but how come this is a poem? it
is something scribbled on the back of an
unposted postcard and there are millions
of those suppose i said i don't feel your pain?
this sort of thing could maybe be written on
the back of public lavatoty doors where tra-
ditionaL poetry readers don't go in search of new
apercus and surprise some poor guy who thinks
like that but has never picked up a poetry book
in his

LIFE

I feel your pain, man

dear flo,
i agree.

oliver, i completely agree.

Nothing short of one of the greatest pieces of poetry written.

Dear Flo,
Who do you think you are?

Dear Sir/Madam,

This is a nice poem, but it is too long.


Flo