poet Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski

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Magical Mystery Tour

I am in this low-slung sports car
painted a deep, rich yellow
driving under an Italian sun.
I have a British accent.
I'm wearing dark shades
an expensive silk shirt.
there's no dirt under my
the radio plays Vivaldi
and there are two women with
one with raven hair
the other a blonde.
they have small breasts and
beautiful legs
and they laugh at everything I

as we drive up a steep road
the blonde squeezes my leg
and nestles closer
while raven hair
leans across and nibbles my

we stop for lunch at a quaint
rustic inn.
there is more laughter
before lunch
during lunch and after

after lunch we will have a
flat tire on the other side of
the mountain
and the blonde will change the
raven hair
photographs me
lighting my pipe
leaning against a tree
the perfect background
perfectly at peace

Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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Comments about Magical Mystery Tour by Charles Bukowski

  • Michael WalkerMichael Walker (10/15/2019 9:17:00 PM)

    This reads as an ideal, fantasy. Most men only dream of being with a raven-haired beauty and an
    attractive blonde, while driving a sports car and wearing dark glasses and 'an expensive silk shirt'.
    Despite the flat tire, he feels exquisite peace, being waited on by the two ladies. Perfect.

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