he’s a dog who types

what?    Bosinski? he hates fags and women.
he’s a drunk.  beats his wife.   he’s a Nazi.
he writes about sex.  and drinking.    who
cares?
he’s a nasty drunk.
I don’t see what people see in his
writing.
I am the real genius.
Bosinski told his publisher not to
publish me.
I’ve known some of the greatest writers
of our time.
Bosinski has met nobody.
I got him started.
I got him in an anthology.
how does he repay me?
he writes unflattering things about
me.
and he claims he’s lived with all
these women!
have you ever seen his face?
hideously    scarred.
who would bed down with a man
like that?
and he’s had no education, no
training.
he has no idea what a   rondo
is,
or for that matter–a line
break.
and he just begins at one edge
of the page and runs to the
other.
and he makes statements like,
“Shakespeare bores me.”
Shakespeare!
imagine that!
and the only people he sees are
the Hollywood stars!
he doesn’t want to see anybody
else.
well, I don’t want to see him
either.
I remember him when he lived
in rooms the size of a
closet.
now he has a few books
published
and he’s too good for the
rest of us.

look, I’m tired of talking about
Bosinski.
I want you to look at these
poems here,
Collected works,
my work of a lifetime,
sent it to Bosinski for a
reading,
asked for a foreword or
at least a
blurb.
that was two months ago.
not a word from
him.
not even a mention that
he received the
stuff.

and I got him started,
I got him in that anthology.
and he told his publisher not
to publish me.
and you know what else?
Bosinski said,
blah blah blah blah and blah
blah and blah.
and you know what he did?
blah blah blah blah and blah
blah and blah.
and you know what he said?
he said ………………………
                                                     blah blah blah blah
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“““““““““““
and
               blah.

Author
Charles Bukowski
Written
1991
Source
Original manuscript