Hank is rank

Hank is rank

he’s tanked and

he’s cranked


listen to the rants and raves

barfly snippets he’s gotta save

writing out the biting waves

I cry, I laugh, and more I crave


a pint of the you know

gets the juices to flow so

he’s typing the words though

Schnapped in San Pedro’


underlying sadnesses

ordinary madnesses

Buk-olic badnesses

alcoholic addresses


underbelly strife

the lowers; smelly, rife

sex with Shelley— wife?

escape to telly— life?


chuckle, Charles

howl, Heinrich

snarl, Karl

banter, Bukowski—


Hank, you are rank

you’re tanked and

you’re cranked

About troysherdahl

A blue-collar bohemian with a penchant for fine words and dirty jeans.
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