#bukowski

carolinerre77@diaspora.psyco.fr

#think-about-it
#bukowski #quotes


EN - There is no shortage of low IQ sociologists today... We've all heard those old women who say, "Oh, how AWFUL it is, this youth who destroy itself with all these drugs ! It's terrible !" And then you look at the old skin : toothless, eyeless, brainless, soulless, assless, mouthless, colorless, nerveless, nothing but a stick, and you wonder what her tea and cookies and church and little pavilion did for HER.

FR - On ne manque pas de sociologues à faible quotient intellectuel aujourd'hui... On a tous entendu ces vieilles femmes qui disent : « Oh, comme c'est AFFREUX cette jeunesse qui se détruit avec toutes ces drogues ! C'est terrible ! » Et puis tu regardes la vieille peau : sans dents, sans yeux, sans cervelle, sans âme, sans cul, sans bouche, sans couleur, sans nerfs, sans rien, rien qu'un bâton, et tu te demandes ce que son thé, ses biscuits, son église et son petit pavillon ont fait pour ELLE.

🎕 Charles Bukowski

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ls@diaspora.psyco.fr

Bluebird

there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I’m not going
to let anybody see
you.

there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he’s
in there.

there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?

there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody’s asleep.
I say, I know that you’re there,
so don’t be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he’s singing a little
in there, I haven’t quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it’s nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don’t
weep, do
you?

--- Charles Bukowski

#sundaygimp #gimp #photo #photography #myphoto #mywork #bird #bluebird #poem #nature #sky #CharlesBukowski #Bukowski

felixalbroscheit@diasp.org

some kind of nut

the best Christmas I can remember
I was in a tiny room in
Philadelphia
and I pulled down all the
shades
and went to bed
and pulled up the
covers.

there was no telephone.
there were no Christmas cards.
there was no family.
there were no gifts

and I believe that I felt better
than anybody in that
city
and almost anybody
in any of the
cities.

and I celebrated New Year's
Eve in the same
manner.

#bukowski #christmas

david@spyurk.am

Charles Serking:: Okay, let's begin. Forget the bullshit and get into the so-called #art... #Style ...
[Audience is restless and an unseen voice yells out, "We love you, Charlie!" as he guzzles wine from a brown bag]

Charles Serking: Style is the answer to everything... a fresh way to approach a dull or dangerous thing. To do a dull thing with style is preferable to doing a dangerous thing without style. To do a dangerous thing with style is what I call art. Bullfighting can be an art. Boxing can be an art. Loving can be an art. Opening a can of sardines can be an art.
[The audience becomes restless again and an unseen voice cries, "Come on!"]

Charles Serking: Not many have style. Not many can keep style. I have seen dogs with more style than men - though not many #dogs have style. #Cats have it in abundance.
[He guzzles more wine from his brown bag]

#Tales of Ordinary #Madness
#Bukowski