This Moment by Charles Bukowski

it’s a farce, the great actors, the great poets, the great

statesmen, the great painters, the great composers, the

great loves,

it’s a farce, a farce, a farce,

history and the recording of it,

forget it, forget it.

you must begin all over again.

throw that all out.

all of them out

you are alone with now.

look at your fingernails.

touch your nose.


the day flings itself upon


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