Charles Bukowski

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  •      True

one of Lorca's best lines
is,
"agony, always
agony ..." 

  •     1990 special

year-worn
weary to the bone,
dancing in the dark with the
dark,
the Suicide Kid gone
gray.

ah, the swift summers
over and gone
forever!
is that death
stalking me
now?

no, it’s only my cat,
this
time.


  •   Now

 i sit here on the 2nd floor
hunched over in yellow
pajamas
still pretending to be
a writer.
some damned gall,
at 71,
my brain cells eaten
away by
rows of booksbehind me,I scratch my thinninghairand search for theword.

   

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