A Little More Of Bukowski Tonight (Adult Theme)

I need a little more of Bukowski tonight,
to infuse this peculiarity of mine,
what a penchant!
what blood!
by and by
a monstrosity, a serious miscalculation
dangling in holy wedlock,
raptured participations,
hanging on by a tuxedo's thread
little penguin and sanguine
ceremonies of life
ascending and descending
into that state of grace where
only antipathy can cut through the
knot even faster than the wild-eyed man
can fuck at three o'clock in the morning,
dead drunk with serenity.

I need a little more of Bukowski tonight,
damn the moon! damn all that starlight!