Alone with Everybody by Charles Bukowski

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Alone With Everybody

By Charles Bukowski.

 

the flesh covers the bone

and they put a mind

in there and

sometimes a soul,

and the women break

vases against the walls

and the men drink too

much

and nobody finds the

one

but keep

looking

crawling in and out

of beds.

flesh covers

the bone and the

flesh searches

for more than

flesh.

 

there’s no chance

at all:

we are all trapped

by a singular

fate.

 

nobody ever finds

the one.

 

the city dumps fill

the junkyards fill

the madhouses fill

the hospitals fill

the graveyards fill

 

nothing else

fills.

 

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19 responses to “Alone with Everybody by Charles Bukowski

  1. I love love LOVE Charles B. !!!!!!

  2. I can’t remember the name of the piece, but there was one about a conversation with a spider while in the bathroom. I can SO relate. πŸ˜‰

  3. Manja

    How utterly depressing. How utterly Bukowski. πŸ˜€

  4. Stripped down to the bone, that just about sums up the human condition minus positivity and creativity, of course! It’s a brilliant poem, but rather too stark for someone like me, who thinks too hard too much of the time and can easily convince myself that all is bad … if I’m not careful.

  5. A great read, David. Thanks.

  6. Most of my mornings begin with reading words of Bukowski or Plath.
    This was an amazing read.

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