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Charles Bukowski
“there’s nothing to
discuss
there’s nothing to
remember
there’s nothing to
forget

it’s sad
and
it’s not
sad

seems the
most sensible
thing
a person can
do
is
sit
with drink in
hand
as the walls
wave
their goodbye
smiles

one comes through
it
all
with a certain
amount of
efficiency and
bravery
then
leaves

some accept
the possibility of
God
to help them
get
through

others
take it
staight on

and to these

I drink
tonight.”
Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense

Charles Bukowski
“Beasts bounding through time.

Van Gogh writing his brother for paints
Hemingway testing his shotgun
Celine going broke as a doctor of medicine
the impossibility of being human
Villon expelled from Paris for being a thief
Faulkner drunk in the gutters of his town
the impossibility of being human
Burroughs killing his wife with a gun
Mailer stabbing his
the impossibility of being human
Maupassant going mad in a rowboat
Dostoevsky lined up against a wall to be shot
Crane off the back of a boat into the propeller
the impossibility
Sylvia with her head in the oven like a baked potato
Harry Crosby leaping into that Black Sun
Lorca murdered in the road by the Spanish troops
the impossibility
Artaud sitting on a madhouse bench
Chatterton drinking rat poison
Shakespeare a plagiarist
Beethoven with a horn stuck into his head against deafness
the impossibility the impossibility
Nietzsche gone totally mad
the impossibility of being human
all too human
this breathing
in and out
out and in
these punks
these cowards
these champions
these mad dogs of glory

moving this little bit of light toward
us
impossibly”
Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense

Charles Bukowski
“I was their bar freak, they needed me
to make themselves feel
better.
just like, at times, I needed that
graveyard.”
Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense

Charles Bukowski
“the courage it took to get out of bed each
morning
to face the same things
over and over
was
enormous.”
Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense

Charles Bukowski
“Now something so sad has hold of us that the breath leaves and we can't even cry.”
Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense

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