Oh Mr. Bukowski Poem by Nicholas Peter

Oh Bukowski,
It's nights like these,
that I look to you for inspiration.

When I don't think I can write,
anything worth reading,
or anything with meaning.

Oh Bukowski,
save me from the drink,
and the stress of writing.

When I don't have ideas,
I usually sit around reading Plath,
and Ginsberg,
but always finish with a Bukowski.

When I can't write,
I look to your poems,
Mr. Bukowski,
for that little teaching spark.