Charles Bukowski Poems

It's never quite right, he said, the way people look,
the way the music sounds, the way the words are
written.
It's never quite right, he said, all the things we are
...

some people never go crazy.
me, sometimes I'll lie down behind the couch
for 3 or 4 days.
they'll find me there.
...

you haven't lived
until you've been in a
flophouse
with nothing but one
...

you may not believe it
but there are people
who go through life with
very little
...

sway with me, everything sad -
madmen in stone houses
without doors,
lepers steaming love and song
...

I read a book about John Dos Passos and according to
the book once radical-communist
John ended up in the Hollywood Hills living off investments
and reading the
...

a girlfriend came in
built me a bed
scrubbed and waxed the kitchen floor
scrubbed the walls
...

starving there, sitting around the bars,
and at night walking the streets for
hours,
the moonlight always seemed fake
...