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About Blinded by Bukowski

Armed with a pen and a piano, reading between the lines, sometimes skipping a few.

Karma Police

Posted on December 10, 2020 by Blinded by Bukowski

So,this is a mess,not quite wax poetic,don’t know if i’m coming or going,and pretty sure I don’t get it. Been Facetiming with friends,and running for miles,taking an absurd amount of selfies,with an absurd amount of smiles. Don’t know what’s ahead,or … Continue reading →

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Bukowski

Posted on August 30, 2019 by Blinded by Bukowski

I called him “Bukowski”, because he wrote with the same disdain as the poet, and succumbed to all the same vices. He loved to drink, He loved to smoke, and he loved women, one in particular, me. He wrote often. … Continue reading →

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Bittersweet Symphony

Posted on September 8, 2018 by Blinded by Bukowski

Last night, I was the girl in glasses, alone at a bar, with a book, which basically made me, a sitting duck. I knew this, but I had gone to hear my friend play his guitar, and I was going … Continue reading →

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Fast Love

Posted on May 8, 2018 by Blinded by Bukowski

I should probably put the pen down, because I might make a mess, but there’s a few things here, I want to confess. I just dyed my hair, because I thought I saw a random grey, I bought new jeans … Continue reading →

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More Than Words

Posted on February 3, 2018 by Blinded by Bukowski

I tried to make the piano scream last night. I struck the keys so hard, that I could feel my fingers bruising more and more, with each passing measure. In that moment, I don’t think I cared if they broke, … Continue reading →

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Pictures of You

Posted on March 11, 2017 by Blinded by Bukowski

And it’s Friday night, And i’m driving around, And “that song” came on, And suddenly it’s 2004 again, And he was going to be a rock star, And he played bass until his fingers bled, And his band became family, … Continue reading →

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Just Like Heaven

Posted on January 4, 2017 by Blinded by Bukowski

You fell asleep, and I could feel the poem forming in my brain, the words trying to find their place, but I didn’t grab my notebook, I didn’t want to wake you, so I tried to stay awake, because I … Continue reading →

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Cold Play

Posted on December 25, 2016 by Blinded by Bukowski

Last Christmas, I gave him a Ninja Turtle ornament, because he invited me over, and I felt I should show up with something, besides my musical ability, and manic state. We had been impromptu jamming, on and off, for months, … Continue reading →

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Dunkin Do-Nots

Posted on August 22, 2016 by Blinded by Bukowski

Sitting in Dunkin, with coffee and a book, when a 30-something guy approaches, says, “He likes how I look”. I smile, say thank you, attempt to return to my page, but am ambushed with questions, from a guy who should … Continue reading →

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Smells Like Teen Spirit

Posted on August 22, 2016 by Blinded by Bukowski

He wanted to be Kurt Cobain, except Cobain was already gone, and he was still here, though he didn’t want to be. He made me his muse, I didn’t want to be, but I was. So I played my piano, … Continue reading →

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