Charles Bukowski

(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

The Retreat - Poem by Charles Bukowski

this time has finished me.

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  • Rookie - 0 Points isak Kempe (6/21/2012 8:16:00 AM)

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    the retreat

    this time has finished me.

    I feel like the German troops
    whipped by snow and the communists
    walking bent
    with newspapers stuffed into
    worn boots.

    my plight is just as terrible.
    maybe more so.

    victory was so close.
    victory was there.

    as she stood before my mirror
    younger and more beautiful than
    any woman I had ever known
    combing yards and yards of red hair
    as I watched her.

    and when she came to bed
    she was beautiful than ever
    and the love was very very good.

    eleven months.

    now she's gone
    gone as they go.

    this time has finished me.

    it's a long road back.

    and back to where?

    the guy ahead of me

    I step over him.

    did she get him too? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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