loss

charles bukowski already wrote a poem

about deleting a poem by accident on

his computer and how he went into a rage

and felt so bad and angry- at himself so...

he wrote about losing his poem that turned

out to be better than the poem he had lost so…

i can’t write that, but …

i did what he did tonight and it’s a very

shitty feeling (to say the least)

so …i think i’m no one special…

my thing is that i simply enjoy writing

my thoughts and observation down

on paper

some people like to go to the bowling

alley and throw the ball down and could care less about

the score …they are just happy to be there knocking down pins

and they get even happier when they get a gutter ball

so all i so is write about life’s gutter balls and strikes and

bowling shoes and crash- bang- boom and ding-a-da-ding-dong and

stuff like this

but …. if a hack bowler bowls a 200 and wants the proof, then

they want that paper , that record…and if they lose it

they just don’t feel right – if you know what i mean?

so my lost poem was a nonsense little thing (a gutter ball)

titled “cleaning out the garage” and out of all the

poems i’m gonna put in my next book this was probably going to be the worst one; but i just feel like i lost something that belonged to me..(just the same)

so….

…..like that 200 pin game that might never never be bowled again,

it’s all about me… right charles, chuck  ?