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“Don’t try.” — Charles Bukowski’s epitaph.

He wrote about the drunks, the losers, the lonely nights, and the beautiful decay of the human condition. No polish. No pretense. Just the gutter, the typewriter, and the truth. poesia charles bukowski

Pour one out for the old bastard. He told us the truth. “Don’t try

His poetry is a punch in the gut and a shot of cheap whiskey. It’s ugly. It’s beautiful. It’s alive. the lonely nights