Gritty

This poem was motivated by a comment from a friend when we were discussing the qualities of Charles Bukowski's poetry....... she said she didn't like his poetry, that "It was too gritty"

And as a lover of Bukowsi's work I wanted to hit back (lol) I do hope it makes you smile....

Gritty.

“I don’t like your poetry” She say’s

“Too Gritty!”

And fucks me with her tongue -

Golden flecks in her eyes

hypnotic.

She grips my buttocks with

crisscrossed ankles

tearing into my back with her

filthy nails - there’s blood.

She wrings my insides

pulls her dirty knees

up for depth and smiles.

She holds the back of my

neck tightly.

“your poetry - brat boy

is shit -

far too

Gritty!”