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| Aniuxa,31.10.2005 |
Everything.
The dead do not need
aspirin or
sorrow,
I suppose.
but they might need
rain.
not shoes
but a place to
walk.
not cigarettes,
they tell us,
but a place to
burn.
or we're told:
space and a place to
fly
might be the
same.
the dead don't need
me.
nor do the
living.
but the dead might need
each
other.
in fact, the dead might need
everything we
need
and
we need so much
if we only knew
what it
was.
it is
probably
everything
and we will all
probably die
trying to get
it
or die
because we
don't get
it.
I hope
you will understand
when I am dead
I got
as much
as
possible. | | |
| agua_viva,31.10.2005 | AS CRAZY AS I EVER WAS - Ch. Bukowski
from: Love is A Dog From Hell
drunk and writing poems
at 3 a.m.
what counts now
is one more
tight pussy
before the light
tilts out
drunk and writing poems
at 3:15 a.m.
some people tell me that I'm
famous.
what am I doing alone
drunk and writing poems at
3:18 a.m.?
I'm as crazy as I ever was
they don't understand
that I haven't stopped hanging out of 4th floor
windows by my heels-
I still do
right now
sitting here
writing this down
I am hanging by my heels
floors up:
68, 72, 101,
the feeling is the
same:
relentless
unheroic and
necessary
sitting here
drunk and writing poems
at 3:24 a.m. | | |
| ysobelt,02.10.2006 | The Finger
Bukoswky
the drivers of automobiles
have very little recourse or
originality.
when upset with
another
driver
they often give him the
FINGER.
I have seen two adult
men,
florid of face
driving along
giving each other the
FINGER.
well, we all know what
this means, it's no
secret.
still, this gesture is
so overused it has
lost most of its
impact.
some of the men who give
the FINGER are captains of
industry, city councilmen,
insurance adjusters,
accountants and/or plain
unemployed.
no matter.
it is their favorite
response.
pleople will never admit
that they drive
badly.
the FINGER is their
reply.
I see grown men
FINGERING each other
throughout the day.
it gives me pause.
when I consider
the state of our cities,
the state of our states,
the state of our country,
I begin to
understand.
the FINGER is a mind-
set.
we are the FINGERERS.
we give it
to each other.
we give it coming and
going.
we don't know how
else to respond.
what a hell of a way
to not
live.
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