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Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski

rain or shine

the vultures at the zoo
(all three of them)
sit very quietly in their
caged tree
and below
on the ground
are chunks of rotten meat.
the vultures are over—full.
our taxes have fed them
well.
 
we move on to the next
cage.
a man is in there
sitting on the ground
eating
his own shit.
i recognize him as
our former mailman.
his favorite expression
had been:
“have a beautiful day.”
 
that day i did.

#Americans #XXCentury #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell

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