Tuesday, 12 March 2013

"Who in the hell is Tom Jones" by Charles Bukowski

I was the naive girl from NYC. Bukowski wrote this poem to promote the image of this hard-drinking, womaniser that he so fiercely wanted the public to believe was true. Yes he drank heavily, and at 55 he was not able to fulfil all that "shacking up" implies, not with me at least. The drawing is not representative of me or his drunk girlfriend. He wrote other versions of this incident, all to make himself look like the sought-after Casanova. He wrote marvellous, inaccurate drama.

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