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“If you spend all your time trying, all you do is try. Don't try”
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Some say we should keep personal remorse from the
poem,
stay abstract, and there is some reason in this,
but Jesus;
twelve poems gone and I don't keep carbons and you have
my
paintings too, my best ones; its stifling:
are you trying to crush me out like the rest of them?
why didn't you take my money? they usually do
from the sleeping drunken pants sick in the corner.
next time take my left arm or a fifty
but not my poems:
I'm not Shakespeare
but sometime simply
there won't be any more, abstract or otherwise;
there'll always be money and whores and drunkards
down to the last bomb,
but as God said,
crossing his legs,
I see where I have made plenty of poets
but not so very much
poetry.
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As Hank said II
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“there are worse things
than being alone,
but it often takes
decades to realise this
and most often when you do
it's too late.
Αnd there's nothing worse
than too late”
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there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average
human being to supply any given army on any given day
and the best at murder are those who preach against it
and the best at hate are those who preach love
and the best at war finally are those who preach peace
those who preach god, need god
those who preach peace do not have peace
those who preach peace do not have love
beware the preachers
beware the knowers
beware those who are always reading books
beware those who either detest poverty
or are proud of it
beware those quick to praise
for they need praise in return
beware those who are quick to censor
they are afraid of what they do not know
beware those who seek constant crowds for
they are nothing alone
beware the average man the average woman
beware their love, their love is average
seeks average
but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding (it) solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
t hat differs from their own
not being able to create art
they will not understand art
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world
not being able to love fully
they will believe your love incomplete
and then they will hate you
and their hatred will be perfect
like a shining diamond
like a knife like a mountain
like a tiger like hemlock
their finest art
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“WE ARE HERE TO DRINK BEER
WE ARE HERE TO KILL WAR
TO LAUGH AT THE ODDS
AND LIVE OUR LIVES SO WELL
THAT DEATH WILL TREMBLE TO TAKE US”
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Sunday, I am eating a
grapefruit, church is over at the Russian
Orthadox to the
west.
she is dark
of Eastern descent,
large brown eyes look up from the Bible
then down. a small red and black
Bible,
and as she reads
, her legs keep moving, moving,
she is doing a slow rhythmic dance
reading the Bible. . .
long gold earrings;
2 gold bracelets on each arm,
and it's a mini-suit, I suppose,
the cloth hugs her body,
the lightest of tans is that cloth,
she twists this way and that,
long yellow legs warm in the sun. . .
there is no escaping her being
there is no desire to. . .
my radio is playing symphonic music
that she cannot hear
but her movements coincide exactly
to the rhythms of the
symphony. . .
she is dark, she is dark
she is reading about God.
I am God.
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As Hank said IV
00:27
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I have never written anything without the radio on to classical music.
It appears to me that, somehow, music has attracted the greatest souls.
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"The Reason"
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For art’s sake For my sake
For your sake For Christ’s sake
For the children for the children’s children
For the archives for the Jeffers room
for the cat’s behind for money from Playboy
for a lifetime of money for women
for fat women sexy women live women dead women
For Mike Millie and Louie for the revolution
for the counter revolution for the howl in the night
for less nightmares for good whiskey
for the privilege of sleeping late in the mornings for the
warm winds against the chicks of the ass
for salvation and a green front lawn
for the memory of D.H Lawrence
for the plumed serpent
for Dostoyevsky losing at the wheel
for better typewriter ribbons
for democracy and fascism and the Thursday night boxing matches
for the death of all the cowardly bulls
for p.h.d.’s and sleepy afternoons of non-learning
of non learning
for light for darkness for suicide for suicide
for enough to pay the rent
for scrambled eggs and bacon
for enough beer to fill a bathtub
for poetry readings and plastic bags
for art’s sake for Christ’s sake
for new salt and pepper shakers for Christ’s sake
for Bukowski for Bukowski charlescharlescharles
for Charlie bukowski for Charlie bukowski
for Charliechristbukowski for charliechristbukowski
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As Hank said V
00:42
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"Love is not a light.
You know you see a fog in the morning when you wake up
before the sun comes out, it takes a little while and then it burns away.
Absolutely It burns away.
Yeah
Quickly
Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality.”
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I know that some night
in some bedroom soon,
my fingers will rift
through soft clean hair
songs such as no radio
plays
all sadness, grinning
into flow.
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Hidden Words
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Opera Chaotique Athens, Greece
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