Buk IS Right . How'd I get here? Been writing poetry for 6 years ,read a lot of poets ,stumbled across Buk in the bookstore,picked up The Pleasures of the Damned-- it opened to a poem "The Great Escape" about his leaving the Post Office after 11 1/2 years. Just so happens at the time I was in my 11 1/2 year in the p.o. So Could I relate to him? In addition to being a drunk for 30 years , having a german father,been in jail ,Hell,even my wife's name is Linda , there's just too much to list-- really too coincidental. But I can't write right now, every time I try put down the word I feel like Buk is there over my shoulder telling me it's meaningless shit. And He's right. So he's still kicking ass --the Motherfucker.