Poetry, Beat. Charles Bukowski
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
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1 36 AM by Charles Bukowski I laugh sometimes when I think about, say, Selene at a typewriter, a Dostoyevsky, Oh, Hampson or no man with feet, ears, eyes, ordinary men with hair on their heads. Sitting there, typing words were having difficulties with life will be in puzzled almost a madness. Thus, Dsk gets up. He leaves the machine to ****, comes back, drinks a glass of milk and thinks about the casino in the roulette wheel. Cillian stops, gets up, walks to the window, looks out. Thinks my last patient died today. I won't have to make any more visits there. When I saw him last, he paid his doctor Bill. It's those that don't pay the bills they live on on. Selene walks back, sits down to the machine. It's still for good. Two minutes, the millions to type. Hampson stands over his machine, thinking, I wonder if they're ever gonna believe all these things I write. He sits down, begins to type. He doesn't know what writer's block is. He's a prolific son of a ***** damn near as magnificent as a son. He types away. Ni last not allowed, but all up and down these walls These dirty yellow and blue walls My white cat asleep on the table hiding his eyes from the light. He's not alone tonight and neither mine That was 1:36 a.m. by Charles Bukowski. Is this Paul? Bert? Thanks for chime in and go to sleep.