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Killing Students

My attempt at a poem.

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Pleasure in Slow Things

A short poem for slow moments

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Strength

A poem for strong people, who think of themselves as weak.

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Bluebird

by Charles Bukowski

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Go All The Way

by Charles Bukowski If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could

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so you want to be a writer?

By Charles Bukowski. if it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t do it. if you have to sit for hours staring at

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The World Doesn't Work

There is nothing wrong with that. There is everything wrong with that. And it is never going to change

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Lowered into Lava

Drums Ash Pain Hope? After one of the great heroes dies off How are we to create our own heroes?

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Miss Slow Suicide

Cigarette smoke nicotin chamomile weed smoke Turning your lungs into coal filters Burning the throat Cough Death approaches once more Self pity Hatred Alone

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Sweat but no Pain

Sound is dulled You can’t feel your body’s weight Muscles on the arm exhausted and yet Still moving with explosive speed Moving with grace Trained 15 years for this moment. This. this matters and nothing else can ever compare

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Silvery Taste

Bubble Gas Hitting an empty stomach I like feeling bad Dirty Unworthy I don’t want to get better Let me be Let me be me For a moment at least Like sucks for everyone Some people let it get to them I’m one of those Weak And yet

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I'm Kinda Crazy

And that’s just something I have to live with. You need conscientious people advancing things in a structured environment one tiny bit at a time. And you also need the creative nut heads that give ideas that just on the off-chance of success could change the whole game. These

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Pure Malt Lager

Slow everything is slow suddenly. There is no time there is no importance there is nothing just this moment dulled wasted. Wasted is a good word. to turn beer into poetry I sure hope I’m good at it. otherwise, how to justify it? getting drunk all the time? It’

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Genius of The Crowd

Beware the Knowers. They are Afraid of what they do not know. Genius of The Crowd – Charles Bukowksi there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given day and the best at murder are those who preach against it

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Morning

Yesterday is gone and today is the only time you have. I’m grateful I’m still alive. Just beat my third long term disease today. Migraine I’m currently beating with prescription meds. I’m currently weeding off the meds. Hernia, I am nearly healed from the surgery I

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Hold that Breath

Avoidance Your faith was true well, you’ll never know I wanted to have a better posture not just body posture But I won’t change I’ll never change all that can happen is for my beliefs to change If I can believe deep down that order does not