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Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski

private first class

they took my man off the street
the other day
he wore an L.A. Rams sweatshirt with
the sleeves cut
off
and under that
an army shirt
private first class
and he wore a green beret
walked very straight
he was black in brown walking shorts
hair dyed blonde
he never bothered anybody
he stole a few babies
and ran off cackling
but he always returned the infants
unharmed
he slept in the back of the
Love Parlor
the girls let him.
compassion is found in
strange places.
 
one day I didn’t see him
then another.
I asked around.
 
my taxes are going to go up
again. the state’s got to
house and feed
him. the cops took him
in. no
good.

#Americans #XXCentury #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell

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