having the flu and with nothing else to do by Charles Bukowski

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having the flu and with nothing else to do

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
Wall Street Journal

this seems to happen all too often.

what hardly ever happens is
a man going from being a young conservative to becoming an
old wild-ass radical

however:
young conservatives always seem to become old
conservatives.
it's a kind of lifelong mental vapor-lock.

but when a young radical ends up an
old radical
the critics
and the conservatives
treat him as if he escaped from a mental
institution.

such is our politics and you can have it
all.

keep it.

sail it up your
ass.

Charles Bukowski

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Jim Deroc (8/10/2008 12:37:00 AM)
sail it up your
ass.

ha ha gonna borrow that one buk if ya dont mind

Walter Durk (9/25/2007 7:37:00 PM)
A great contemporary poem with a chuckle.

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