WALKING THROUGH HOLES IN WALLS ON HORSES – PART ONE

This is a collection of ten short poems transcribed from an impromptu poetry session recorded several years ago. I dedicate them to Charles Bukowski as they are in the Bukowski free form style and content. There are ten poems, so I have broken them down into two posts.

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THE ACADEMY

The Academy of Lifetime Lovers
plays on Beverly Rude Street
it’s open season
for anything that rolls.

It’s the Academy of Beverly Night Hill Street.

All of the fountains left standing
do not turn gold anymore
when it rains
are they real?

On the Beverly Hill Street only
it’s a wide street
it’s a hot street
it’s a cold street
it’s another night
on the Beverly Hill Street Blues Street.
It’s another day in the Beverly Hills Street suite.
It’s another life in the Beverly Hills Street shop.

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TWO BOURBONS THREE COFFEES AND LESS BEER

Two bourbons three coffees and less beer
the waitress hollered at me
I spit
almost hit the guys foot
he turned around and swallowed hard.

Look pal, it wasn’t my drink
it was the coffee that made you throw up
all over the barfly
that’s no way to get a girl to take you home.
But hey
I’ll save your ass
give me your Amex and we’ll get you home.
I know a cab ride
it will take you to the girl inside
she’ll get you the big one.

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DARRIN TAKES THE FOUR OCLOCK

Darrin took the four o’clock again today
he was on the same route
on the same train
it wasn’t moving any faster.

Why does Darrin always ride the same train
stop on the same watch
look on the same minute
breath the same hand?

Darrin’s on that same damn train again
and it’s always the same time again.

Why does Darrin ride that time?
Why does Darrin ride that train?
Why does Darrin ride the train on time again?
Why does Darrin ride that train?

Hey, there’s Darrin riding that train again tonight
he’s on time.

Darrin is on the train tonight.

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THE FOUR OF US HOLLOW WITCHES ARE ALWAYS IN THE WAY

The four of us hollow witches are always in the way.
Damn, the bitch whore
she can’t take it
only side waters
big tides
but don’t let that stop you
there’s no blood on this track.

It’s cherry red and it’s clean
don’t let that stop you
if it wasn’t here to eat
it wouldn’t have been put.

Don’t let that stop you
because it doesn’t stop them.

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TWO SADDLES AND ONLY ONE PONY RIDER

I was wondering why horses always walk faster.
Gallop
or whatever they do
whenever they want to do it
you know how horses are
limp legs, big legs, fat legs, skinny legs
horses are horses are horses
why do they call them that?

Just horses
only horses
where are you going on that one?
Oh, it’s just my horse.

Well, every rider has to sit on one
that’s why you have to have one
every rider has to have one
every rider has to sit on one
that’s why they call them horse
that’s why they call them a horse
that’s why they call them horse
that’s what they call horse.

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WALKING THROUGH HOLES IN WALLS ON HORSES – PART TWO

This is a collection of ten short poems transcribed from an impromptu poetry session recorded several years ago. I dedicate them to Charles Bukowski as they are in the Bukowski free form style and content. There are ten poems, so I have broken them down into two posts.

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PASTRIES

Fellatios buttered grits stuck in my pastry
it’s always stuck in my pastry
like jellies or jams
depends on what kind you get
and how much you drink the juice for.

I like jams
I even like jellies
but some jellies are hard to find
some jams are sticky
I like jams
some jellies are hard to find.

I like jellies
they’re sticky.

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TWO COTTON KINGS ON A DEAD KING HORSE FRYING

There were two kings
they were dead kings
they were on dead horses
I guess you’d be dead too
if you were on dead horses frying
both kings on dead horses frying
why is that?

Why couldn’t there just be one king
on a dead horse frying?
Nope, there had to be two kings
on dead horses frying.
I remember it said
there had to be two kings on dead horses frying.
I remember it said
there had to be two kings on dead horses frying
on dead horses frying.

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MAYAN SEASONS FROM MORE HOLLOWED HOLES

There’s more hollowed holes I’ve had to fill than anything else
more hollowed holes I’ve had to fill than anything else
There’s more hollowed holes I’ve had to fill than anything else
I wonder why?

Filling hollowed holes
I wonder why
filling hollowed holes gets so hard to fill?

Filling hollowed holes gets so hard to fill
filling hollowed holes gets so hard to fill
I wonder why filling holes gets so hard to follow
I wonder why filling holes gets so hard to follow
filling holes gets so hard to follow
filling holes gets so hard to follow.

Filling holes gets so hard to follow.

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A PERCUSSION SOLO AT THE MERCURY

You should have seen the percussion solo
at the Mercury the other night
God, that girl was hot
well something else was hot that night too
but you should have seen the percussion
God that guy was hot
something else was hot that night too.

Well you should have seen the percussionist
I saw the percussionist
God she was hot that night.

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THE COOL CATS BACK IN THE MINE AGAIN

I dug around for the cool cats
back in the mine again
what you’re asking is what I found.

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