The MUSE(S) & The INTENDED GUISE(S)

When it is all said
and done
and I am gone,
I will still respond
to the muse(s)...
The muse(s)
and their intended
GUISE(S)...
And they will walk
and I will walk with them,
through portal,
after portal,
after portal...
Alone together,
unnaturally
PERFECT.

REMEMBERING #BUKOWSKI

May you rest in peace,

Great literary beast.

Lion hearted

with the drunken temperament of

an irate grizzly bear.

Skin scarred with pock marked maps,

craters and bumps in the road

through history passed,

Let the mood swings pour,

come and go,

and fuck away

the day and night.

Cheers! Slainte!

Drink yourself senseless,

just one more once.

Eternity is yours

and your immortality

will stand the test of time.