Go to Tibet
Ride a camel.
Read the bible.
Dye your shoes blue.
Grow a beard.
Circle the world in a paper canoe.
Subscribe to The Saturday Evening Post.
Chew on the left side of your mouth only.
Marry a woman with one leg and shave with a straight razor.
And carve your name in her arm.
Brush your teeth with gasoline.
Sleep all day and climb trees at night.
Be a monk and drink buckshot and beer.
Hold your head under water and play the violin.
Do a belly dance before pink candles.
Kill your dog.
Run for mayor.
Live in a barrel.
Break your head with a hatchet.
Plant tulips in the rain.
>But don’t write poetry.
Why? Also, isn´t that ironic?
>>9748093
He didn't want competition in the market. More poets means less sales for him.
But really, its a self-deprecating nod to his own misery. Poetry isn't bringing him satisfaction, so he advises young men to do harmful things or gives generally bad advice to cap it off with "well, writing poetry is even worse than these things."
LMAO so randumb!!! XDXD Liquor and whores amirite?
Bukowski is the ultimate hack. Do not try to understand or interpret his nonsense.
>>9748114
T. reddit
>>9748120
T. redditer
>>9748093
Fuck off drunkie
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>>9748093
>>But don’t write poetry.
>Why? Also, isn´t that ironic?
>implying prose with stupid formatting is poetry
>>9748115
thanks for the tip shithead
>>9748093
>doesn't post the full poem
Maybe if you read Bukowski you would understand him better.