insanity |
sometimes there's a crazy one in the street.he lifts his feet carefully as he walks.he ponders the mysteryof his own anus.while the American dollar collapsesagainst the German markhe's thinking of Bet...
Posted by Charles Bukowski on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 08:13:00 PST |
the laughing heart |
your life is your life don't let it be clubbed into dank submission. be on the watch. there are ways out. there is a light somewhere. it may not be much light but it beats the darkness. be on the watc...
Posted by Charles Bukowski on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 07:54:00 PST |
the shoelace |
a woman, a tire that's flat, a disease, a desire; fears in front of you, fears that hold so still you can stu...
Posted by Charles Bukowski on Thu, 01 Mar 2007 08:35:00 PST |
to the soul-seekers |
Posted by Charles Bukowski on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 03:04:00 PST |
as the sparrow |
To give life you must take life,and as our grief falls flat and hollowupon the billion-blooded seaI pass upon serious inward-breaking shoals rimmedwith white-legged, white-bellied rotting creatureslen...
Posted by Charles Bukowski on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 03:21:00 PST |
how is your heart? |
during my worst timeson the park benchesin the jailsor living withwhoresI always had this certaincontentment-I wouldn't call ithappiness-it was more of an innerbalance that settled forwhatever was occ...
Posted by Charles Bukowski on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 03:19:00 PST |
bluebird |
there's a bluebird in my heart thatwants to get outbut I'm too tough for him,I say, stay in there, I'm not goingto let anybody seeyou.there's a bluebird in my heart thatwants to get outbut I pur whisk...
Posted by Charles Bukowski on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 03:13:00 PST |
my father |
was a truly amazing manhe pretended to bericheven though we lived on beans and mush and weenieswhen we sat down to eat, he said,"not everybody can eat like this."and because he wanted to be rich or be...
Posted by Charles Bukowski on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 03:06:00 PST |
Curtain |
the final curtain on one of the longest runningmusicals ever, some people claim to haveseen it over one hundred times.I saw it on the tv news, that final curtain:flowers, cheers, tears, a thunderousac...
Posted by Charles Bukowski on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 11:33:00 PST |
