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Cut While Shaving

It's never quite right, he said, the way people look,
the way the music sounds, the way the words are
written.
It's never quite right, he said, all the things we are
taught, all the loves we chase, all the deaths we
die, all the lives we live,
they are never quite right,
they are hardly close to right,
these lives we live
one after the other,
piled there as history,
the waste of the species,
the crushing of the light and the way,
it's not quite right,
it's hardly right at all
he said.

don't I know it? I
answered.

I walked away from the mirror.
it was morning, it was afternoon, it was
night

nothing changed
it was locked in place.
something flashed, something broke, something
remained.

I walked down the stairway and
into it.

~Charles Bukowski~

Date: 2003-03-31 11:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] iamkatia.livejournal.com

wOw

I really like this.

Re:

Date: 2003-03-31 11:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] iamkatia.livejournal.com

You have such good taste. xx

Date: 2003-03-31 11:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alaric3.livejournal.com
wow yeah, I love this poem. thanks for posting it.

Date: 2003-03-31 11:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] minervacat.livejournal.com
Bukowski is always good. As always, your taste is impeccable. Thanks.

Date: 2003-03-31 11:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rainolive.livejournal.com
Yes. love this one

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