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Decline

naked along the side of the house,8 a.m., spreading sesame seed oilover my body,

Jesus, have I cometo this?

I once battled in dark alleys for I'm not laughing.

I splash myself with oil and wonder,how many years do you want?how many days?my blood is soiled and a darkangel sits in my brain.things are made of something andgo to nothing.

I understand the fall of cities, ofnations.a small plane passes overhead.

I look upward as if it made sense tolook 's true, the sky has rotted:it won't be long for any ofus. from The Olympia Review - 1994

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Charles Bukowski

Henry Charles Bukowski (born Heinrich Karl Bukowski; August 16, 1920 – March 9, 1994) was a German-American poet, novelist, and short story writ…

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