Pull A String, A Puppet Moves

each man must realize
that it can all disappear very
quickly:
the cat, the woman, the job,
the front tire,
the bed, the walls, the
room; all our necessities
including love,
rest on foundations of sand -
and any given cause,
no matter how unrelated:
the death of a boy in Hong Kong
or a blizzard in Omaha ...
can serve as your undoing.
all your chinaware crashing to the
kitchen floor, your girl will enter
and you'll be standing, drunk,
in the center of it and she'll ask:
my god, what's the matter?
and you'll answer: I don't know,
I don't know ...

by Charles Bukowski

Comments (12)

I love this poem because it depicts how haphazard life can be to those living it.
This is perhaps one of the most truthful pieces I've had the pleasure of stumbling across.
this is sooo great! and oh so true.
Larry, I do believe this is a place to make comments on the poem, rather than insult people, including the poet. Your claims have little to back them up. But it's okay, your ability to hate this man and his poetry just makes me love him all the more.
One of the great things about Bukowski is exactly what you don't like about him. it's not 'poetry' in the flowery stereotypical t.s. eliot sense. It is a man commenting about the fragility of life from a low brow perspective because the flowery poem lover jackasses (maybe even you gorlitz) just don't get that poetry isn't just rhymes.
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