Can't find a poem (1 Viewer)

[Davidurazzo]

I'm looking for a poem about the old man going to a liquor store. Some kids was outside making fun of him. I remember him leaving the store with the bottle and some chocolates for the children.

Can you help me with that?

 

[Johannes]

You mean "Fuzz".

3 small boys run toward me
blowing whistles
and they scream
you're under arrest!
you're drunk!
and they begin
hitting me on the legs with
their toy clubs.
one even has a
badge. another has
handcuffs but my hands are high in the air.

when I go into the liquor store
they whirl around outside
like bees
shut out from their nest.
I buy a fifth of cheap
whiskey
and
3
candy bars.

 

[roni]

on a sidenote: this poem was publicly read by Bukowski's grandson Nikhil at The Huntington Library ten years ago.