Have you ever had something you want to share and you scroll up and down and try to find a thread that fits with your thought but you can't find one? Has this happened to you friend? Well now you don't have to worry about that problem any more because here is a thread that deals with random thoughts. However your thought must in some way relate to Mr. Charles Bukowski.
My first random thought is that I do a lot of yard work and over the years I have stumbled upon inch worms. I stop and pick the little buggers up and let them crawl around on my fingers, hands, forearms. I look at the little critters and totally dig the way they do that very specific inch worm walk. After a while I place the little dude back on it's way.
While reading some Buk a few days ago he himself said on page 362 of "Betting on the Muse" that, "nobody talks of books, of paintings, of the stock market or the life of the inch worm." The poem is called "floss, brush and flush."
So this is why I am writing this post. I want Hank to know and I want others to be aware that I DO in fact sometimes ponder the life of the inch worm. I have not yet seen one this summer but I bet it is only a matter of time that I will be able to view one of these little buggers up close. If I would have been at Hank's party I would have been able tell him so.
My first random thought is that I do a lot of yard work and over the years I have stumbled upon inch worms. I stop and pick the little buggers up and let them crawl around on my fingers, hands, forearms. I look at the little critters and totally dig the way they do that very specific inch worm walk. After a while I place the little dude back on it's way.
While reading some Buk a few days ago he himself said on page 362 of "Betting on the Muse" that, "nobody talks of books, of paintings, of the stock market or the life of the inch worm." The poem is called "floss, brush and flush."
So this is why I am writing this post. I want Hank to know and I want others to be aware that I DO in fact sometimes ponder the life of the inch worm. I have not yet seen one this summer but I bet it is only a matter of time that I will be able to view one of these little buggers up close. If I would have been at Hank's party I would have been able tell him so.