I was thinking about Bukowski the other day
while taking a shit. I used a week old Merlot
as mouthwash while waiting.

I stood up with my pants around my ankles
and watched the turds orbit the bowl
and disappear.

I can’t remember why I started thinking about Buk
as I wiped my ass with Thursday morning’s
racing form and zipped.

He seems
so strange to me.


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Scott Douglas began writing in grade school but let it slide when he discovered music. The interactive nature of the internet attracted him to writing once again as an adult.

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