Το ποίημα της ημέρας: Reality | Charles Bukowski

Καλησπέρα.


Μπουκόβσκι για σήμερα. Ρεαλισμός βαθύς, ρεαλισμός στυγνός, ρεαλισμός που σκοτώνει.



CHARLES BUKOWSKI



REALITY

my little famous bleeding elbows my knotty knees (especially) and even my balls hairy and wasted. these blue evenings of walking past buildings where Jews pray beautifully about seasons I know nothing of and would leave me alone with the roaches and ants climbing my dying body in some place too real to touch.



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