Bukowski’s Heaven
Sitting at Phillipe’s
with a French Dip
and “Run With The Hunted”.
In walks
a woman,
Long legs
in a short skirt.
High heels tighten
every muscle,
while lotion gleams
on smooth tan legs.
Then I remember
your perversion,
your womanizing ways
and now,
women from your past
visit
to scold you.
Walking
over your grave
in short skirts.
And you,
you just lay there
6 feet under,
smiling,
looking up
into their
pearly gates.
Todd Cirillo
Julie Valin
Matt Amott
After Hours Poetry 
A great and appropriate tribute to the Buk. I like the last verse.
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