Poetry: Charles Bukowski - Eighteen cars full of men thinking of what could have been - Love - Audio - 2 Vids - Links poetry ChB in Eng-Esp-It
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Charles Bukowski - Eighteen cars full of men thinking of what could have been
Eighteen cars full of men thinking
of what could have been
driving in from the track
I saw a woman in green
all rump and breasts and dizziness running
across the street
she was sexy as a
green and drunken antelope and
when she got to the curbing she
tripped and fell
down and
sat in the gutter and
I sat there in my car
looking at her and
oddly
I felt most impassive as if
nothing had happened and
I sat there looking at this
green creature until
a moving van 60 feet long came
to a stop and
helped the
lady
up
a young man in white overalls
flushed red and the girl was build
all around all around and
stupid with falling and stupid with life and
swaying on the tower stilts of her
heels
she stood there rubbing her
white knees and
the young man kept talking to
her
he was big dumb blond pink and loely
but then
the woman asked him
where the nearest bar was and
he grinned and pointed down the street and
gave it
up
he got back into the truck and
60 feet full of
furniture and blanket and stove
pulled on down the street
and the green antelope
crossed the street
toward the bar
wobbling and shaking
shaking and wobbling
everything and
we sat transfixed and
watching
until
in the backed up traffic behind me
a man of strength
honked
and I put the thing in drive
slowing for the big dip
by the market
that could tear your car in
half
and they all followed me
slowing for the dip
too
18 cars full of men thinking of
what could have been
about the one who
got away and
it was about sunset and
heavy traffic and heavy
life
charles bukowski, from the days run away like black horses over the hills, black sparrow press, 1969.
Charles Bukowski - Love
Love, he said, gas
kiss me off
kiss my lips
kiss my hair
my fingers
my cock my balls
my eyes my brain
make me forget
He had a room on the 3rd floor,
rejected by a dozen women,
35 editors
and half a dozen hiring agencies.
Now I'm not saying he was any
good.
He turned on all the jets
without lighting them
[From: http://www.elyrics.net]
and went to bed.
Some hours later, a guy on his
way to room 309
lit a cigar in the
hall.
And a sofa flew out the window.
One wall shivered down like wet sand.
A purple flame waved 40 feet high in the air.
The guy in bed
didn't know or care,
but I'd have to say
he was pretty good
that day.
In English
En Español
Escritura:
Charles Bukowski - Como ser un gran escritor - Los maestros hablando de la
escritura , Poesia:
Charles Bukowski - Como ser un gran escritor - Links
In Italiano
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