domingo, 29 de septiembre de 2013

Trashcan lives.

“the wind blows hard tonight
and it’s a cold wind
and I think about
the boys on the row.
I hope some of them have a bottle
of red.
it’s when you’re on the row
that you notice that “everything
is owned
and that there are locks on
everything.
this is the way a democracy
works:
you get what you can,
try to keep that
and add to it
if possible. 

this is the way a dictatorship
works too
only they either enslave or
destroy their
derelicts.
we just forget
ours.
in either case
it’s a hard
cold wind"

Excerpt From: Bukowski, Charles. “You Get So Alone at Times That It Just Makes Sense.” HarperCollins. iBooks. 
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