Maybe I'd be a bank robber. Some god-damned thing. Something with flare, fire. You only had one shot. Why be a window washer?
Charles Bukowskiyou were the only one
who understood
the futility of the
arrangement of
life;
all the others were only
displeased with
trivial segments,
carped
nonsensically about
nonsense;
Jane, you were
killed by
knowing too much.
Eyes. Those damn eyes fucked me forever.
Charles BukowskiI began to feel like a kept man and it felt great.
Charles BukowskiStichwörter: humour self-deprecatory
Potential," I said, "doesn't mean a thing. You've got to do it. Almost every baby in a crib has more potential than I have.
Charles BukowskiStichwörter: potential
I am not like
other people.
I am
burning in hell. the hell of
myself.
I’m sorry, I said, I’m really sorry.
I stood up in a cafe and screamed
I’m in love,
and now you’ve made a fool of me…
I HAVE DIED TOO MANY TIMES
BELIEVING AND WAITING, WAITING
IN A ROOM
STARING AT A CRACKED CEILING
WAITING FOR THE PHONE, A LETTER, A KNOCK, A SOUND…
GOING WILD INSIDE
WHILE SHE DANCED WITH STRANGERS IN NIGHTCLUBS…
OUT OF THE ARMS OF ONE LOVE
AND INTO THE ARMS OF ANOTHER
places to hunt
places to hide are
getting harder to find, and pet
canaries and goldfish too, did you notice
that?
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Love came hard and very seldom. When it did it was usually for the wrong reasons.
Charles BukowskiStichwörter: love
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