Charles Bukowski – A Poem is a City

a poem is a city filled with streets and sewers
filled with saints, heroes, beggars, madmen,
filled with banality and booze,
filled with rain and thunder and periods of
drought, a poem is a city at war,
a poem is a city asking the clock why,
a poem is a city burning,
a poem is a city under guns
its barbershops filled with cynical drunks,