About My Very Tortured Friend, Peter (Charles Bukowski Poems)
he lives in a house with a swimming pool and says the job is killing him. he is 27. I ...
he lives in a house with a swimming pool and says the job is killing him. he is 27. I ...
man, he said, sitting on the steps your car sure needs a wash and wax job I can do it ...
I went over the other day to pick up my daughter. her mother came out with workman's overalls on. I ...
stuck in the rain on the freeway, 6:15 p.m.,these are the lucky ones, these are thedutifully employed, most with their ...
starving there, sitting around the bars, and at night walking the streets for hours, the moonlight always seemed fake to ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
the lady has me temporarily off the bottle and now the pecker stands up better. however, things change overnight-- instead ...
sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I'm not going to make it, but you ...
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
having the low down blues and going into a restraunt to eat. you sit at a table. the waitress smiles ...
at the track today, Father's Day, each paid admission was entitled to a wallet and each contained a little surprise. ...
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