Charles Bukowski. ^__^

Pretenders

nothing is worse than
a hopelessly untalented
entertainer.

unlike the talented
they have boundless
exuberance and no
self-doubt.

luckily, for us,
we seldom encounter
one of them
except
sometimes
at small parties
or as entertainers
in
cheap cafes.

you don't have to actually
go to hell
to know what hell must be
like: just looking
at
and listening to
one of them
gives you a
good
idea.

there seems to be
one simple undying
rule:
the worse the
talent
the more they
are sure
of
it.