Crucifix In A Deathhand (Charles Bukowski Poems)
yes, they begin out in a willow, I think the starch mountains begin out in the willow and keep right ...
yes, they begin out in a willow, I think the starch mountains begin out in the willow and keep right ...
too much too little too fattoo thinor nobody. laughter ortears haterslovers strangers with faces likethe backs ofthumb tacks armies running ...
O lord, he said, Japanese women, real women, they have not forgotten, bowing and smiling closing the wounds men have ...
In the betting line the otherdayman behind me asked,"are you HenryChinaski?""uh huh," I answered."I like your books," he wenton."thanks," I ...
I pick up the skirt,I pick up the sparkling beads in black,this thing that moved oncearound flesh,and I call God ...
this fear of being what they are:dead. at least they are not out on the street, theyare careful to stay ...
starving there, sitting around the bars, and at night walking the streets for hours, the moonlight always seemed fake to ...
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh, ...
shot in the eye shot in the brain shot in the ass shot like a flower in the dance amazing ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
It's never quite right, he said, the way people look, the way the music sounds, the way the words are ...
each man must realize that it can all disappear very quickly: the cat, the woman, the job, the front tire, ...
some dogs who sleep ay night must dream of bones and I remember your bones in flesh and best in ...
often it is the only thing between you and impossibility. no drink, no woman's love, no wealth can match it. ...
having the low down blues and going into a restraunt to eat. you sit at a table. the waitress smiles ...
don't undress my love you might find a mannequin: don't undress the mannequin you might find my love. she's long ...
at the track today, Father's Day, each paid admission was entitled to a wallet and each contained a little surprise. ...
you may not believe it but there are people who go through life with very little friction or distress. they ...
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...
death wants more death, and its webs are full: I remember my father's garage, how child-like I would brush the ...
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