Biological/chemical/nuclear war unfair.

once

wearemostaliveindreams:

i knew a man once,
but only once.

after him,
they all just seemed
like boys.

i knew a woman once,
but only once.

after her,
they all just seemed
like girls.

i knew people once,
but only once.

after them,
they all just seemed
like enemies.

i knew love once,
but only once.

after that,
it all just seemed
so fake.

i knew myself once,
but only once.

after that,
it all just seemed
so sad.

Bluebird

there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I’m not going
to let anybody see
you.
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he’s
in there.

there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody’s asleep.
I say, I know that you’re there,
so don’t be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he’s singing a little
in there, I haven’t quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it’s nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don’t
weep, do
you?

Charles Bukowski

Puddle in the Sun

Lately
I have found myself different;
fewer drinks,
reduced carbon footprint,
less panic.

The shit
stained
on the inside of my skin
is beginning to disappear.

The microwaved dinners,
the broken glasses,
the distraught cries;
less frequent.

I wonder, love, why that is.

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