Charles Bukowski

(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

A Radio With Guts


it was on the 2nd floor on Coronado Street
I used to get drunk
and throw the radio through the window
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  • Freshman - 1,517 Points Smoky Hoss (1/26/2015 6:19:00 PM)

    Good thing he threw that radio out the window so he'd be able to stick his head out and get a better look. Good thing that radio was so tough, so he could do it again and again. Wise that old Bukowski was. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 5,527 Points Eric Ericson (11/22/2014 8:45:00 PM)

    I find this poem interesting. If you change the form and punctuation, It would be good prose. this is true with much of free form. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 6,628 Points Frank Avon (9/15/2014 10:39:00 PM)

    This sounds more like the Bukowski I know than the poems of his I just read. It also is considerably less accomplished as poetry. But amusing. He must write better when he's sadder. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Tai Chi Italy (10/31/2008 9:13:00 PM)

    lol loved this, when you were funny charles, can't imagine a muffin in the air without it charles! lol Wonderful work, I love radio with guts myself....music is my radar! sincronicity is my beauty....Yahoo henrietta? Nah! Tai lol warming to charlie (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Nomi Mas (2/8/2008 7:09:00 AM)

    heard him read that on one of his recordings, its just beautiful, you just know he did that, soooo Bukoswski! ! (Report) Reply

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