Come on In!
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Come on In!

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by Charles Bukowski
     
 

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another comeback

climbing back up out of the ooze, out of the thick black tar,
rising up again, a modern
Lazarus.
you're amazed at your good fortune.
somehow you've had more than your share of second chances.
hell, accept it.
what you have, you have.
you walk and look in the bathroom mirror at an idiot's smile.
you know your luck.
some

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Overview

another comeback

climbing back up out of the ooze, out of the thick black tar,
rising up again, a modern
Lazarus.
you're amazed at your good fortune.
somehow you've had more than your share of second chances.
hell, accept it.
what you have, you have.
you walk and look in the bathroom mirror at an idiot's smile.
you know your luck.
some go down and never climb back up.
something is being kind to you.
you turn from the mirror and walk into the world.
you find a chair, sit down, light a cigar.
back from a thousand wars you look out from an open door into the silent night.
Sibelius plays on the radio.
nothing has been lost or destroyed.
you blow smoke into the night,
tug at your right ear.
baby, right now, you've got it all.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780060577063
Publisher:
HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date:
03/27/2007
Edition description:
Reprint
Pages:
304
Sales rank:
873,715
Product dimensions:
6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.76(d)

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Come On In!

come on in

welcome to my wormy hell.
the music grinds off-key.
fish eyes watch from the wall.
this is where the last happy shot was
fired.
the mind snaps closed
like a mind snapping
closed.
we need to discover a new will and a new
way.
we're stuck here now
listening to the laughter of the
gods.
my temples ache with the fact of
the facts.
I get up, move about, scratch
myself.
I'm a pawn.
I am a hungry prayer.
my wormy hell welcomes you.
hello, hello there. come in, come on in!
plenty of room here for us all,
sucker.
we can only blame ourselves so
come sit with me in the dark.
it's half-past
nowhere
everywhere.


this machine is a fountain

my system is always the same:
keep it loose
write a great number of
poems
try with all your
heart and
don't worry about the
bad
ones.

keep it going
keep it
hot
forget about immortality
if you ever
remembered
it.

the sound of this machine is
good.

much paper
more desire.

just
hammer away and wait for lady
luck.

what a
bargain.

Come On In!. Copyright © by Charles Bukowski. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

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