Bukowski

Once upon a
time, there was a
girl who was crazy
about Charles Bukowski.

she read his
novels, she read tons
of his poems,
she read him
until she
was set free
from worries, stresses,
and trivialities
of life.

his carefree attitude,
his brutal honesty
showing our bare souls,
our shortcomings,
our fierce desires,
the dark side of
our hearts
set her
free
set her
free.

Happy 98th birthday, Charles Bukowski.

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