Tfw been avoiding Bukowski and the beats all the way up to Uni because Yea Forums meme

>tfw been avoiding Bukowski and the beats all the way up to Uni because Yea Forums meme
>tfw i get into argument with professor over late tier Bukowski
>bring up the usual arguments "schizo,druggy crackhead,scribblings"
>pulls out Post Office and another late tier Bukowski schizo scribble
>proceeds to show me prose equivalent to my favorite writer (Joyce;he knows this)
>mfw I fell for a lit meme and got btfo'ed in front of everyone sounding like an ignorant basedboy

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>favorite writer
>Joyce
Drunken ramblings of an Irishman are the best prose, eh, laddie?

post example

Bukowski is a weak poet.

>Arguing with your professor
Yeah I bet your twenty-something undergrad ass knows way more about the state of literature than somebody in their early fifties who's dedicated their entire life to the field.

You fucking moron, I bet you look up and down before you cross the road, you egocentric prick. Don't argue with your professor next time. It'll make getting your online degree easier.

You posted the same memethread about Burroughs and it's still in the second page. You're not fooling us OP.

>ad hominems
You're a retard with no arguments. No wonder you were raped in public.

>proceeds to show me prose equivalent to my favorite writer (Joyce;he knows this)

Post it

schoolgirls in pantyhose
sitting on bus stop benches
looking tired at 13
with their raspberry lipstick.
it’s hot in the sun
and the day at school has been
dull, and going home is
dull, and
I drive by in my car
peering at their warm legs.
their eyes look
away—
they’ve been warned
about ruthless and horny old
studs; they’re just not going
to give it away like that.
and yet it’s dull
waiting out the minutes on
the bench and the years at
home, and the books they
carry are dull and the food
they eat is dull, and even
the ruthless, horny old studs
are dull.

the girls in pantyhose wait,
they await the proper time and
moment, and then they will move
and then they will conquer.

I drive around in my car
peeking up their legs
pleased that I will never be
part of their heaven and
their hell. but that scarlet
lipstick on those sad waiting
mouths! it would be nice to
kiss each of them once, fully,
then give them back.
but the bus will
get them first.

>favorite writer
>Joyce
I remember being in my late teens/early twenties.