Alone With Everybody

the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind
in there and
sometimes a soul,
and the women break
vases against the walls
and the men drink too
much
and nobody finds the
one
but keep
looking
crawling in and out
of beds.
flesh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than
flesh.

there's no chance
at all:
we are all trapped
by a singular
fate.

nobody ever finds
the one.

the city dumps fill
the junkyards fill
the madhouses fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards fill

nothing else
fills.


Anonymous submission.

by Charles Bukowski

Comments (3)

this poem is an eulogy topoverty. povert kills soul, erodes soul., erodes mnd,
Sadly I didn't read the passing date of his life. A few years to late I guess. All who read this poem please go to Whistle and Whistling, they are written with the utmost good intentions. Happy New Year! ! !
I truly do like your poem Dr. John Celes. I do agree that in poverty lies hope since the Impoverished people are victims of this hierarchical and patriarch driven society and understand the system so much better than those in middle class. The classes can be divided into three groups with the words; Aware, Unaware, and Aware. The Elite on top, Middle Class in the Middle, and the Impoverished on the bottom: Aware Elite- Aware of their selfish doings in maintaining control and superiority over the creatures of Earth but yet continue to do so since greed and power is a decisive motivating force. Unaware Middle Class- Life has never been so good for the Unaware Middle Class, television, cars, extra money, house, safety for the family, food, water and 'freedom'. And yet this very fact keeps them Unaware. Never the less the future is ours for the taking and they shall become Aware. The Impoverished Aware- The impoverished people are Aware of the Elite's manipulative way of running society. It is painfully obvious when you are the oppressed for the sole reason because the change lies within. Or does the oppression create the Change? Dr. John Celes- Beautifully written Poem, I invite you to read the ones I have written: Whiste and Whistling by Ryan Sanders Happy New Years!