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Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski

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3 small boys run toward me
blowing whistles
and they scream
you’re under arrest!
you’re drunk!
and they begin
hitting me on the legs with
their toy clubs.
one even has a
badge. another has
handcuffs but my hands are high in the air.
when I go into the liquor store
they whirl around outside
like bees
shut out from their nest.
I buy a fifth of cheap whiskey
and
3
candy bars.

#Americans #XXCentury #1973 #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame #CrucifixInADeathhand

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