Charles Bukowski: Now

31 August 2018


I sit here on the 2nd floor
hunched over in yellow
pajamas
still pretending to be
a writer.
some damned gall,
at 71,
my brain cells eaten
away by
life.
rows of books
behind me, I scratch my thinning
hair
and search for the
word.

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