‘Round and ‘Round she goes…

March 30, 2005

I’m busy as hell, but I’m not getting a damn thing done. Nothing new there, eh? I feel like a dog chasing its own tail.

Hope is on the horizon, though. We’re going to the opening of an art show on Friday night, and nothing clears my head like good art. I may even get drunk at the after-party just to clear it some more.

:dumb:

Anyway, in lieu of an actual entry, I shall share my favorite Charles Bukowski poem with you. It’s taken from the book The Last Night of the Earth Poems.

question and answer

he sat naked and drunk in a room of summer
night, running the blade of the knife
under his fingernails, smiling, thinking
of all the letters he had received
telling him that
the way he lived and wrote about
that–
it had kept them going when
all seemed
truly
hopeless.

putting the blade on the table, he
flicked it with a finger
and it whirled
in a flashing circle
under the light.

who the hell is going to save
me? he
thought.

as the knife stopped spinning
the answer came:
you’re going to have to
save yourself.

still smiling,
a: he lit a
cigarette
b: he poured
another
drink
c: gave the blade
another
spin.

Did you like it? Yeah, I know. It’s a bit dark, but it’s also very real. Good stuff.

More again soon, my friends ~ ~ ~

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Comments

3 Responses to “‘Round and ‘Round she goes…”

JL on March 31st, 2005 1:27 pm

It’s good!
Z
janie on March 31st, 2005 7:09 pm

There’s an art show opening I should be attending Friday night. :innocent:
Eric on April 3rd, 2005 11:07 am

.. that poem was awesome.. less is more when writing noir.. heh heh…