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Poetry The Crunch

SnafuInTheVoid

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I can understand if you do not like Bukowski...
I can understand if you flail in the darkness...
I can understand if you can't hear the music of the ages...
But God damn... if you can't feel this poem then there is something wrong with you...

There are 3 versions of this poem, slightly different. I present to you my favorite:




The Crunch - Charles Bukowski


Too much
too little
or not enough

too fat
too thin
or nobody

laughter or
tears
or immaculate

haters
lovers
non-concern

an old guy in a cheap room
with a photograph of Marilyn Monroe

many old guys in cheap rooms without
any photographs at all

there is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it in the slow movements of
the hands of a clock

there is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it blinking in neon signs
in Vegas, in Baltimore, in Munich

there are people so tired
so strafed
so mutilated by love or no
love
that buying a bargain can of tuna
in a supermarket
is their greatest moment
their greatest victory

we don't need new governments
new revolutions
we don't need new men
new women
we don't need new ways
good Columbian coke
dildoes
watches that give you the date

people are not good to each other
one on one.
Marx be damned
the sin is not the totality of certain systems.
Christianity be damned
the sin is not the killing of a God.

people are just not good to each other.

we are afraid
we think that hatred means strength

what we need is less brilliance
what we need is less instruction

what we need are less poets
what we need are less Bukowskies

what we need is more
beer
a typist
more finches

we don't think about the terror of one person
aching in one place

alone
untouched
unspoken to
watering a plant
being without a telephone that will never
ring
because there isn't one.

more haters than lovers

slices of doom like taffeta

people are not good to each other
people are not good to each other
people are not good to each other

and the beads swing and the clouds cloud
and the dogs piss upon the roses
and the killer beheads the child like taking a bite
out of an ice cream cone
and the ocean comes in and out
in and out
under the direction of a senseless moon

and people are not good to each other.
 
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Hannah Capps

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Good poem. Made me think, of when Jesus wept over Jerusalem, they didn’t know the time of their visitation. The same crowd who said hosanna on Thursday shouted crucify him on Friday. 💜
 

schizopath

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You, my man, should read "Capitalism and schizophrenia". Im in the process of getting it as soon as possible. Why read it? Cause owls can see blinking of an eye from dozen of meters from

Loved it🖤 Proud of you
 
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