"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

wings you say?

there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity 

to the promises of life…an extraordinary gift for hope, a romantic readiness

such as I have never found in any other person and which it is not likely

I shall ever find again..   (The Great Gatsby  F. Scott Fitzgerald  1925)


emptiness  even when one is convinced they are full  and extravagances

leading to collapse  and the cycle starts again   and again    rollo may  and i

contemplate the american dream   a rock pushed uphill   bird pecking at liver


but my bro escaped you know   oh  you weren’t aware of that?  yes he did  i say so

here and forever  loud and clear  HE ESCAPED   unhooked from the liverbird   now

flying high   No  not Icarus   you must be alive to be burned by the sun  in this myth

the son flies just high enough   soars over florida  +mexico   on his way home   these

wings are real   and in this place  there are no false highs   death is like that   maybe

you weren’t aware of that either



Charles Bukowski  america’s debauched poet



2019  bring it the end he unhitched the yoke..and he was happy and he was free..

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One thought on “wings you say?

  1. Yes. He escaped. Freedom. Permanent Mexico.

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