One Thirty-Six A.M. (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I laugh sometimes when I think aboutsayC?line at a typewriteror Dostoevsky…or Hamsun…ordinary men with feet, ears, eyes,ordinary men with hair ...
I laugh sometimes when I think aboutsayC?line at a typewriteror Dostoevsky…or Hamsun…ordinary men with feet, ears, eyes,ordinary men with hair ...
What was is . . . since 1930; the boys in my old gang are senior partners. They start up ...
Yellow makes a play for green among the rows of some poor farmer's field outside the Memphis city limits' northern ...
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