846 19 9
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A bedridden ward of the state,/
warehoused in a nursing home,/
unable to drive to the liquor store/
for whiskey and cigarettes,
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791159
|
|
8791410
|
The knees remind you: you are old,/
and broken, and unlikely to improve
|
3700
|
In your dreams
Anything can happen
But reality is weird enough
Without dreams getting in the way
I guess I’ll never forget seeing that
Quick sign of the cross
Before you came to the side of the bed
And the grip that church still had on y
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3611
|
Life in a Time of Drought:
Sign taped to the latrine
Do Not Flush
Until
The Alligators
Rise
To The Surface
|
82665
|
|
70875
|
The despair that comes and goes is here again
I saw a woman who was holding herself
As she walked past, as if a fire were about to
Lunge out of her parts
She was in such great need of being held
The despair that comes and goes is here again
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66054
|
|
3421
|
A sense of yellow light saturates the night
Which is luminous and green
Groups of figures standing out darkly
The light coming from behind them
Mingling in that loose, timid way of all groups
Hesitant, unsure
With their backs against the nig
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4311
|
I heard the little young dark-haired girl
The one who came looking for Flint the first night
He moved in – I heard her crying muffled sobs
Down in the parking lot behind our place
And Flint was trying to comfort her
But she was really letting it
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1681715
|
No one stands by the oleander.
|
8911
|
Old Bukowski is sitting at the left hand of God
You can’t tell who’s on the right side
But every one of the angels are hushed
Until God and Bukowski finish their hand of poker
Beer bottles are strewn about everywhere
Though there’s no drinking
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1201412
|
|
51721
|
Sometimes/in the middle of the night/awake under a panoply/as caustic as Doré/illustrating Dante
|
5111
|
No last name
On the broken tombstone
Here lies Hope
Nope, nope
Nope
Hope
Has no
Last name
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