“As for women . . .”   Leave a comment

Joy Makeup-2-Edit-2-art-72-2“As for women . . .” — Photo-Artistry by kenne

I have always had a fondness for the gritty-romanticism of Charles Bukowski’s work. 

to lean back into it

like in a chair the color of the sun
as you listen to lazy piano music
and the aircraft overhead are not
at war.
where the last drink is as good as 
the first
and you realize that the promises 
you made yourself were
that’s plenty.
that last: about the promises:
what’s not so good is that the few
friends you had are
dead and they seem
as for women, you didn’t know enough
early enough
and you knew enough
too late.
and if more self-analysis is allowed: it’s 
nice that you turned out well-
that you arrived late
and remained generally 
outside of that, not much to say
except you can leave without 
until then, a bit more amusement,
a bit more endurance,
leaning back 
into it.
like the dog who got across
the busy street:
not all of it was good

— Charles Bukowski, from  “what matters most is how well you walk through the fire” 

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