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The Crunch by Charles Bukowski

Music: Jóhann Jóhannsson - The Rocket Builder (Lo Pan!) Speaker: Tom O' Bedlam (SpokenVerse) Full poem: too much too little or not enough too fat too thin or nobody laughter or tears or immaculate non-concern haters lovers armies running through streets of blood waving winebottles bayoneting and fucking virgins or an old guy in a cheap room with a photograph of Marilyn Monroe many old guys in cheap rooms without any photographs at all many old women rubbing rosaries when they'd prefer to be rubbing cocks there is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movements of the hands of a clock there is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it blinking in neon signs in Vegas, in Baltimore, in Munich there are people so tired so strafed so mutilated by love or no love that buying a bargain can of tuna in a supermarket is their greatest moment their greatest victory we don't need new governments new revolutions we don't need new men new women we don't need new ways wife-swaps waterbeds good Columbian coke water pipes dildoes rubbers with corkscrew stems watches that give you the date people are not good to each other one on one. Marx be damned the sin is not the totality of certain systems. Christianity be damned the sin is not the killing of a God. people are just not good to each other. we are afraid we think that hatred means strength we think that New York City is the greatest city in America. what we need is less brilliance what we need is less instruction what we need are less poets what we need are less Bukowskies what we need are less Billy Grahams what we need is more beer a typist more finches more green-eyed whores who don't eat your heart like a vitamin pill we don't think about the terror of one person aching in one place alone untouched unspoken to watering a plant being without a telephone that will never ring because there isn't one. more haters than lovers slices of doom like taffeta people are not good to each other people are not good to each other people are not good to each other and the beads swing and the clouds cloud and the dogs piss upon the roses and the killer beheads the child like taking a bite out of an ice cream cone and the ocean comes in and out in and out under the direction of a senseless moon and people are not good to each other. Video: All royalty free video from from pexels.com #Bukowski #CharlesBukowski