Tag: Feminism

by Martin Anton Smith

The Femminists hate Bukowski.

But they secretly read his books in the book store,

making sure not to tell anyone.

But all the bookstore owners know their game –

& I am one of those bookstore owners.

In the end as they age –

The Feminists all end up marrying a ‘Bukowski-like-guy’.

After all,

‘People always get what they can have’

You see I was not correct to say “The Feminists hate Bukowski”

I should have said this:

“The Feminists Love to hate Bukowski”

And by marrying a Bukowski-like-guy,

The Feminist can have lifetime-job-security –

She can talk to, eat with & even fuck the object of her derision –

She as a crazy feminist loves being hitched to an ‘unsolvable problem’

The ‘unsolvable problem’ that is her “Bukowski-like-guy”.

I now command you to read the first half of Bukowski’s “Woman” –

Unlike life – The second half is a repetition of the first.

Deep down, surely the Feminists have to at least respect Buk’s complete honesty.

I mean that is a truly rare thing,

As much on the written page as it is in Life.

P.s. As an aside I lied about being a book store owner –

If only I was, I’d finally be happy!

But then again have you ever seen a happy book store owner?

I am not so sure.

Perhaps it’s because of the –

“the more you know – the more you know what you don’t know” effect.

Either that or they are just slowly going broke –

Which incidentily is a favourite topic in Bukowski’s work.