Bukowski's Ghost Poems

It’s only bad if you know it’s bad.

Do you ever wonder why
We hide the disenfranchised and the lost?
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There’s a dresser
Corner of the room
It’s not Welsh
But it’s old.
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It’s not a long walk
Just down the cobbled pass and
Then you hook a left and hey –
Little enclave
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There’s a church in town, St Michaels
it’s called
And it’s black.
The stone itself is black
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