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By Charles Bukowski

ISBN-10: 0061881848

ISBN-13: 9780061881848

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There isn't a wasted be aware in Dangling within the Tournefortia, a range of poems jam-packed with wit, struggles, notion, and ease. Charles Bukowski writes of girls, playing and booze whereas his phrases stay sincere and natural.

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What’s a horse got that I haven’t got? four legs? aren’t you bright? aren’t you funny? now aren’t you the thing? you act like nothing matters! well, let me tell you something, asshole, I matter! you think you’re the only man in this town? well, let me tell you, there are plenty of men who want me, my body, my mind, my spirit! ” 25 what? no, I don’t want a drink! I want you to realize what’s happening to our relationship before it’s too late! look at you still slurping all this up! you think you’re so wonderful!

But he doesn’t wait for an answer, he just grabs it and runs off. a couple of races go by, I fight through my pain and continue to make my bets, get back, sit down just as the waiter rushes by again. he grabs all my silverware and my napkin and runs off. ” I yell but he’s gone. all around me people are eating, drinking and laughing. m. I haven’t been served yet and I’m 72 years old with a hangover and a leg from hell. I pull myself to my feet by the edge of the table and manage to hobble about looking for the maitre d’.

The god-damned thing is over. for that boy, there is no knowing where he is going now. for the other boy, it’s going to be good for a little while. he smiles in tune with the world. I flick off the tv. after a moment I hear gunshots off somewhere in the distance. the contest of life continues. I get up, walk to the window. I feel disturbed, I mean about people and things, the way of things. then I’m sitting back on the bed, with many feelings passing through me that I can’t quite 23 comprehend. then I force myself to stop thinking.

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