The German Hotel (Charles Bukowski Poems)
the German hotel was very strange and expensive and haddouble doors to the rooms, very thick doors, and it over-looked ...
the German hotel was very strange and expensive and haddouble doors to the rooms, very thick doors, and it over-looked ...
what? they say, "you got acomputer?"it's like I have sold out tothe enemy.I had no idea so manypeople were prejudicedagainstcomputers.even ...
I awaken about noon and go out to get the mailin my old torn bathrobe.I'm hung overhair down in my ...
I was always a natural slobI liked to lay upon the bedin undershirt (stained, ofcourse) (and with cigaretteholes)shoes offbeer bottle ...
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 ...
the phone rang at 1:30 a.m. and it was a man from Denver: "Chinaski, you got a following in Denver..." ...
there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too tough for him, I say, stay ...
as the poems go into the thousands you realize that you've created very little. it comes down to the rain, ...
the lady has me temporarily off the bottle and now the pecker stands up better. however, things change overnight-- instead ...
They are building a house half a block down and I sit up here with the shades down listening to ...
drunk on the dark streets of some city, it's night, you're lost, where's your room? you enter a bar to ...
he sat naked and drunk in a room of summer night, running the blade of the knife under his fingernails, ...
she was a short one getting fat and she had once been beautiful and she drank the wine she drank ...
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
a symphony orchestra. there is a thunderstorm, they are playing a Wagner overture and the people leave their seats under ...
I even hear the mountains the way they laugh up and down their blue sides and down in the water ...
225 days under grass and you know more than I. they have long taken your blood, you are a dry ...
she was hot, she was so hot I didn't want anybody else to have her, and if I didn't get ...
Long walks at night-- that's what good for the soul: peeking into windows watching tired housewives trying to fight off ...
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...
waiting for death like a cat that will jump on the bed I am so very sorry for my wife ...
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