the last song – Charles Bukowski

I find the poetry of Charles Bukowski the right medicine for when I start to take life too seriously, … or not seriously enough.

the last song – Charles Bukowski

driving the freeway while

listening to the Country and Western boys

sing about a broken heart

and the honkytonk blues,

it seems that things just don’t work out

most of the time

and when they do it will be for a

short time


well, that’s not news.

nothing’s news.

it’s the same old thing in


only one thing comes without a

disguise and you only see it

once, or

maybe never.

like getting hit by a freight


makes us realize that all our

moaning about long lost girls

in gingham dresses

is not so important



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