the girl outside the supermarket by Charles Bukowski
a very tall girl lifts her nose at me
outside a supermarket
as if I were a walking garbage
can; and I had no desire for her,
no more desire
than for a
phone pole.
what was her message?
that I would never see the top of her
pantyhose?
-
I am a man in his 50s
sex is no longer an aching mystery
to me, so I can’t understand
being snubbed by a
phone pole.
I’ll leave young girls to young
men.
-
it’s a lonely world
of frightened people,
just as it has always
been.
