A review by pkpoppies
You Get So Alone at Times by Charles Bukowski

3.0

Poetry isn’t my territory. Here, although I sound so boring and unintelligent, I don’t quite “get” poetry. At least not poetry with this format, this lack of rhyme scheme or flow. That said, I enjoyed this nihilistic collection of trashy late-night thoughts of his. Quite a few quotes to remember here and there.