Was a hunter.
And although he was never a soldier,
he served on the Italian front.
His stories are filled with manly men.
With fears and messy insides housed
uncomplicated in some
clean, well-lighted place.
Unravelling.
You shoot the big game.
You shoot the enemy.
You shot yourself.

I believe in a simple violence.

this is
some of it.

- Charles Bukowski
“junk”