The Crunch (Charles Bukowski Poems)
too much too little too fattoo thinor nobody. laughter ortears haterslovers strangers with faces likethe backs ofthumb tacks armies running ...
too much too little too fattoo thinor nobody. laughter ortears haterslovers strangers with faces likethe backs ofthumb tacks armies running ...
I pick up the skirt,I pick up the sparkling beads in black,this thing that moved oncearound flesh,and I call God ...
he came to the door one night wet thin beaten and terrorized a white cross-eyed tailless cat I took him ...
I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh, ...
I can remember starving in a small room in a strange city shades pulled down, listening to classical music I ...
not much chance, completely cut loose from purpose, he was a young man riding a bus through North Carolina on ...
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